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...said i am exploding
"I am Exploding"
She said and She wasn't lying either
She's been spinning and phasing
making metaphors out of metaphors with hands
that run their fingers through the life hair
washing Her feet in the great cosmic river
and spitting but She doesn't care
'cause She's in love with the way dust falls
and crystal glass reflections on sunlit tables
and ever little honey bee that buzzes beauty in Her hair
all the things you see
but you don't hear their music
lack the time to read their poetry
She's three sheets to the candy caramel wind
shoots up sensation that you could touch all you want
and never feel a thing
is being told the world's joke and is laughing
not scratching Her head in a question mark's shape
Interesting
I read the first one I saw on the list, and I have to say I'm shocked... you're not a moron! That sounds harsh, but I think your writing is profound in a way that little of the stuff I've seen on PostPoems is. Kudos.
ps especially enjoyed the part:
"...making metaphors out of metaphors with hands
that run their fingers through the life hair..."
oh my goodness,stephen this is whirling life on paper!!
i love this poem,my friend brittany and i love how you write.you inspire me to write better and not withhold in anything i write! magenta lovsies!
danibelle
This is absolutely gorgeous. Beautifully written, wow. I love it.
blow as deep as you always wanted to.
i love it. simple as that
WOW, yet another awesome poem!! i love this...i love people who wonder and explore and feel. those are definitely my kind of people. i wish i did this more than i do, and i wish more people were like that. we've forgotten about all the beauty and interesting things around us haven't we! you have beautiful lines in this poem...i was going to try and pick a favorite but i just can't cause it's all good!
brittany~