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Riding Pegasus
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Joy In dreams
choose the sky
where you are an inspired thought
swimming
in the all-knowing
mind of a vast blue god,
where your body is wind and light,
and the softest statues rise
and fall like pride.
Pegasus flies faster now,
so fast you shatter
like glass from within
and you are everywhere at once,
looking down upon a softer earth,
your dear, profound jewel
forever questioning this
vastness,
poor laboring sleeper,
tamed beast that used
to devour hearts.
Don’t look down, Pegasus,
ride on . . .
tear the grimacing,
opal clouds
and shake the stars from
your wings,
take me into an emptiness
called Perfection.
Only here is beauty
untouchable, unbearable,
too eloquent for souls still
sleeping in bodies.
Don’t wake me now,
don’t show me the sunrise
red as Armageddon.
Just one more ride
around my new toy earth.
by Patricia Joan Jones
This poem was posted in late
This poem was posted in late 2002. Even at that time, your skill with perfected phrases and dextrous metaphors is already well-formed. Few poets have this consistency over the curve of time. But then again, you are one of the Chosen Few---not just of postpoems, but, time will show, of Western poetry as we have had it since the time of the Hellenistic poets of Ptolemaic Alexandria, or, later in Rome, Vergil.
Starward
I had almost forgotten about
I had almost forgotten about this. Thank you for reading my older works and for being a beacon of encouragement and inspiration to me and others on post poems. I have been blessed and amazed by your wonderful work as well.
Thanks for the kind
Thanks for the kind compliment. I intend to visit all of your poems over the course of the next few months. The poet Basil Bunting once compared Pound's Cantos to the Swiss Alps, suggesting the Cantos were as sturdy and would last as long. I believe your poems will be as durable and even more rewarding to read.
Starward
'so fast you shatter
like glass from within
and you are everywhere at once,'
is a phrase my friend likes.
Thank you
What a beautiful poem! What is life if we can’t dream and fly like a Pegasus!
A poem I read again and again!
Kangaroo hugs from Down Under
Donkerman
THIS POEM HAS A MYSTICAL FEEL TO IT AND MY MIND WANDERS TO ANOTHER WORLD AS I READ THE POEM. I LIKE POEMS THAT TAKE ME TO FAR AWAY PLACES. VERY NICE.