I've always felt that the written form, complete with indents, even if distracting, cause the reader to feel the sense of how the words flow, or stop, or edge into or away from a thought. Here in this poem, it accomplishes a pseudo heart beat, something irregular, but consistent. It leads the rhythm. It also give a visual to the disconnect that fate, and forms from fate cause in the world of seeking the simple truths. Those truths so simply, and sublimely stated at the end. I have often calmed anxiety by realizing that my heart beats, my breath is in, then out, I have all that I need. Well done in both form and substance.
Perfect prose! Loved the way you wrote this and wouldn't change a thing. Really beautifully done my friend! Thank you for sharing this poem! ~ Helena :)
P.S have only just seen this in Albert's forum, having been absent for sometime from W.C.
I've always felt that the written form, complete with indents, even if distracting, cause the reader to feel the sense of how the words flow, or stop, or edge into or away from a thought. Here in this poem, it accomplishes a pseudo heart beat, something irregular, but consistent. It leads the rhythm. It also give a visual to the disconnect that fate, and forms from fate cause in the world of seeking the simple truths. Those truths so simply, and sublimely stated at the end. I have often calmed anxiety by realizing that my heart beats, my breath is in, then out, I have all that I need. Well done in both form and substance.
The indentations are appropriate and allow for smooth flow.... I enjoy the dynamics of this piece...feeling truly alive shows ability for intimacy, work and play... Fate, oh she is adamant, yes? I feel strength of character as the narrator stumbles, falls, cries yet remains positively embracing and vibrant...
this is passion personified! what an excellent musing, overrun with a zest for bearing witness to the moment, and to the possibilities within ideas of divinity having created it! between the lines i sense instructions from wisdom: not to let the rudiments, of how i try to define things, to pull away from my witnessing the essence of those things. thank you for sharing your poetry with me on this site.
Photo and words are amazing. I like the thoughts in the poem.
"And then you say
Dark and dense, how so!
My heart -
My heart is still red!"
A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote
Hello, I am Nayan from India.
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