Churning

Churning

A Poem by shallimarRose
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Song inspired pic from Google Images

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There’s a color in the rainbow

that I cannot quite recall

it’s colors drawn from everything

yet with no color at all

 

 Cumulus clouds softly gather

just like cotton candy dreams

hovering in uncertainty

perhaps life's not what it seems

 

It's reminding me of something

is it something I forgot

I cannot get a sense of it

was it something I had sought?

 

Within the windmills of the mind

lie the circles of a storm

is this something quite the norm?

 

Like a world winds of emotions

and sandcastles washed away

then once upon a time was new

was it forever yesterday?

 

 Kaleidoscope within my brain

mirrored imaged every side

bursting into vibrant colors

of the things I've tried to hide

 

forgotten  fragments blown away

silent sounds on muted breeze

yet in my head a tempo pounds

and it brings me to my knees

 

 like wind chimed echo's haunting me

 in minds hollow how they dwell

they are my thoughts of yesterday

I thought I knew them well

 

Tunnel vision spectrums

in blinded light no longer seize

deafening, these silent sounds

a polaroid frame freeze

 

Still they're churning in my brain

thoughts continually stir

my life's become a mystery

filled with memories that blur

 

 

© bj smith

aka shallimarRose

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


© 2013 shallimarRose



Author's Note

shallimarRose
This song always boggled my mind.. Comments and critique welcome...thanx



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beautiful write. Also the image you used to represent this poem was breathtakingly gorgeous. Did you make it yourself or find it somewhere?

Posted 3 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

3 Years Ago

Thank you for your sweet comments.. No I did not make the image it was on Google and if I remember c.. read more
The poem is a beautiful expression of the dreamlike state one experiences when trying to understand yesterday's events, when trying to decipher the real and the surreal of memory. Beautiful poem!

Posted 3 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

3 Years Ago

Thank you Karen...
Oh my, yes...beautiful, nostalgia for something not quite remembered and yet must have been seen/lived for the memory and emotion it brings is there, stunning piece love, made me smile xx

Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Thank you poppy for stopping to read...Rose
Interesting. The song puts me in mind of Joni Mitchell. Oddly enough, I am certain I have only heard this song once before, which just happened to have been yesterday while I was working on Algebra on my laptop at Starbucks. Very fitting for your poem, which I like as well.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Joni Mitchell Yess but Google it.. so many fantastic versions.. Thank you for reading Melo.. xo Rose
Melobldnfr

4 Years Ago

Thank you. I really like the Giancarlo Angioni version. Makes me think you might like: "Spanish D.. read more
Your beyond talented!!! I love reading your work

Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Thank you Rosa you are truly too kind. xo Rose
Rosaria_V

4 Years Ago

xoxo anytime!!
oh my goodness...inside the mind can drive one mad. to still our minds and simply breath can be at times impossible. we do survive though don't we? we emerge stronger for it. better equipped to shed anxiety.
E.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Thank you for coming to read my sweet friend. xo Rose
The torture of our own minds was so well expressed toward the end of this piece... it even was as if I was on a sliding board in your mind, feverishly picking from the chaos what I can. Read it twice to pace my self on the second half on this piece, awesome write.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Thank you hero... glad you could understand it.. xo Rose
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Rose, I think the greatest contentment you can find in life is when you realize, at some point, you have come full circle. Whether it's on a beach examining the ocean waves, sitting quietly at home and listening to the ticking of your clock, or even walking outside to the noise and bustle of the world.

The windmill is the gyration of our thoughts, for we are constantly thinking, spinning, rotating, revolving - evolving - around all of the ideas we've had and have yet to be. That's what makes us stronger, is to rethink absolutely everything and every think that ever happens.

The greatest peace you can ever find in this world is when you realize - you have come full circle in the world - and that's okay. Destination reached. Location: contentment.


Posted 4 Years Ago


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shallimarRose

4 Years Ago

Thank you dw for reading and the very nice review.. xo Rose
dw817

4 Years Ago

Sure. I'm a bit frustrated right now. I was working on a project and - looks like it'll be tomorrow .. read more

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shallimarRose
shallimarRose

F W, WA



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I am a singer, writer, poet, dreamer, believer..... I am an unconventional poet who has been writing rhyme since the age of five. I enjoy all styles of poetry. I write by ear not syllable count .. more..

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