"Inspiration..."

"Inspiration..."

A Poem by Chris
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How we find that our thoughts want to wander the world...

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How we find that our thoughts want to wander the world… inspirations, aspirations - are moments to be treasured.

 

This eve I sat with others’ echoes

whispering behind my eyes

- my own images held within.

I didn't cry ...didn't cry -

though the melancholy held

my mind

while my fingertips bled ...again.

 

“Inspiration…”

 

I've sat in "Peacock" gardens,

looked out atop castle walls,

down from the glaciers,

up from the valleys,

‘cross vales and veils of “distants”,

sailed roiling seas, walked lands’ end surf,

wondered futures and reasons

and even existence -

and left tears under foreign skies.

I daydreamed so many “whens”

and lived with others’ “whys”.

 

NOW - halfway ‘cross the world,

the wandered oceans, continents -

paths of knights and minstrels,

silently follow behind.

 

I've tasted "storied" hallows,

crossed "sands" of memories' fields.

Even now I sense the pause of times -

rippling amongst my own …moments…

moments held daily, tightly …near.

 

Each ghostlet shimmers

beneath life's very breath

as visions circle and circle

to re-and-reappear.

 

And there ARE faces, so many now - crowds

crowds of faces - more to be thought over,

reaching hands, touched hands and voices -

soft, sibilant echoes, the tones in dreams -

friends and others close -

unstilled heartbleats -  still meaning

more than life

- such are my stars.

 

Chris


© 2017 Chris



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Loved the tone of this. It's a funny feeling being filled with other voices and times, all the things we read the people we meet through the words. Your writing has changed a lot since I was last here

Posted 5 Months Ago


Chris

5 Months Ago

Good seeing you Mal...how goes life?
crowds of faces more imagined than seen...but the writing here...so inspiring...my mind wanders with the other poets...

i travel with them, and then start my own journeys...especially when reading you, Chris.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Chris

5 Months Ago

Jacob ...I treasure you for the person you are.
So very nice to pause and listen

Posted 5 Months Ago


Chris

5 Months Ago

Em, I miss you when "life" gets busy and takes you away... you've a rare mind and a brilliant voice.
Emily B

5 Months Ago

The rarity is finding someone to listen
This piece brought to mind many familiar feelings I've had while traveling. Very well done. It stirs the wanderlust in me.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Chris

5 Months Ago

good of you to pause and leave some thoughts behind...

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