My Heart will not sleep
3 January 2016
The mind called awake
To spirits that roamed in clouds
Genies and moonbeams
Eyes sunk horizons
Over the face of the night
As the moon breathed white
The soul in waking
Stood upon brink of morrow
Between hope and life
Once upon a Time
Between sorrow and blue rhyme
I saw morning light
Eyes scorched through the night
Met sunrise like white waters
The stillness redeems
I saw you in me
Physical awareness hit
The borders succumbed
Seek no more the frame
Whispered waterfalls in me
Everywhere is you
The rivers and seas
Joined with oceans in my soul
Sketched blue tidal waves
Play of ebb and flow
The shells left on the me shore
Spoke of Times’ matter
Matter cast away
Mind in wraps soul in light sparks
I walk the heavens
Eyelids will flutter
The racing of worlds in me
My Heart will not sleep
Shams Tabrizi: My Path to God
An enchanting poem, that speaks to me in many layers. Your pen is always powerful and skillful.
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Thank you Dajena. Another comment I missed. I hope they fix the notifications bug soon. I just read two of your lovely poems in a row and am mulling over their forms to see if anything comes up today or tomorrow. Your rondeau really inspired me so maybe the triolet will start evoking something as it is close to forms I flow with. Thanks for stopping by and for always sharing 🙂
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You are welcome Geetha. To me the best gift is your poetry. I love your victories over forms Singlehandedly. 🙂
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You are a darling as we all keep saying. I hope you don’t tire of hearing that 🙂
I actually see them as flowing with the form and rather the form’s victory over me 😀
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Thank you dear friend. I think it’s the sugar in the skittles 🙂
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Welcome 😀 it may well be the stardust 🙂
I realised that I can actually go to WPAdmin to see all the comments and the newest ones appear on the top. This way I can identify those I have been notified about and check on the missed out comments 🙂
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True words of a poet ~ beautiful writing.
The video at the end of the post, a gem as well.
Wishing you a great 2016 ahead.
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Thank you for your kind words and am glad you liked the video, it’s one of my favourites. Wishing you too a great year ahead
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These verse are amazing. I love the word choices in them. 🙂 ♡
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Thank you Eric. 4th of Jan seems to have been a miss for me on many comments. I really wonder what is going on with WordPress. I love the music you shared, really nice. I have not finished listening to everything but will add them on my youtube channel as the Pantheon playlist 😀
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Even in dreams, the heart is there controlling the brain! Another lovely piece!
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Thank you 🙂
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I enjoyed your meaning-full poetry.
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Thank you Meredith 🙂
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Oh gosh, Geetha, i wish I had the time to sit and write a true review of your poetry…you mix so many wonderful figurative and literal elements throughout your words, and use such intricate forms , that I ever feel like I can do justice…so, here, I will mention two elements that really stood out: the dream like quality and sentiment of the piece (eyes sunk horizons as if falling to sleep, fluttering eyelids as if in REM sleep and walking through the heavens); and, the contrast between hope and life, as if life had somehow become something the speaker hoped to escape from – perhaps life coming to be out of another life (as if finding oneself)…. either way, this is great poetry, my friend, and I thoroughly enjoy each and every piece you write, even if my comments are brief sometimes. 😀 😀
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Thank you Thomas. What lovely comments and insight. Very true about fluttering eyelids, I had in mind that state of sleep where dreamtime becomes the sleeper’s reality with the rapid eye movement that usually derives from that state. I also wanted to give the impression that everything around was in a state of something akin to sleepwalking. Finally regarding your comment about the contrast between hope and life, there is yes this sense of leaving one life and the hope of another life which might include finding oneself… on the other side… I always appreciate your time and comments Thomas however brief because your insights are always very deep and precise 🙂
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You are welcome, Geetha, always…if I may be permitted to confess, i often keep your poetry for times when my head is clear and free from distraction so that I may fully embrace what it is you are saying…I am happy my insights are spot on and were I back in the classroom, teaching poetry, you can be sure yours would be poetry I would teach…I love your work, my friend!!! 😀
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That comment just elated me, what an honour and rare privilege. I only had one teacher use my poetry to teach the students a concept called TCK (Third Culture Kids) and that teacher used my poem of the same name. However humble we are, it does feel quite special to have that happen 🙂
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Happy to make you smile, my friend, but you are a poet, for sure 😀
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Awwww, you’re a darling 🙂
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