Instinct

Instinct

A Poem by Robin
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In-tuition

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INSTINCT
 
1: dimension
daydreaming cloud shaper 
a / line 
inhale 
curve deep 
2: map  
cartography  
mark with X's and decisions
red line black light precision  
the foot prints overlay 
we run - we hide - we erase   
3: thirds  
there is no rain, no snow , sky
a blue delineation
horizon stretched in elevation 
memories take possession  
confine in expression  
anywhere uncharted 
4: fate  
past the edge 
glimpse past the past  
a music box and a sun aimed looking glass
jump in elegance 
the saving grace 
I find a singular point in space  
peering over and beyond 
Epilogue : 
the seed sown 
takes root within the mystery black 
meandering  rhythms 
of a nomadic path 
to an oasis 
for my thirsty eyes 
as I wander to  
the beginning   
 
copyright © 2014  Robin Christopher Amaral  

© 2014 Robin


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So reading this I started thinking about the "Dune". That magical quality of those things that make beauty and regret on a daily basis for not paying attention and realizing what's right there in front of you. Great piece, I love the set up and the ultimate disposition in the Epilogue. Nice to read you again after all this time.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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As a thesaurus with very different meanings for the same word.

Captive ending.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Beautiful...dream like...:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So reading this I started thinking about the "Dune". That magical quality of those things that make beauty and regret on a daily basis for not paying attention and realizing what's right there in front of you. Great piece, I love the set up and the ultimate disposition in the Epilogue. Nice to read you again after all this time.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"as I wander to the beginning".... really like that line.
"singular point in space peering over and beyond" also good.

There is a searching mystical quality as Frank says. I do hope you find the oasis...

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are a mystic. Your words always take me out of myself, out of this time and place, searching for who I am.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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