Shine

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For if mine were a voice of the music of light,

and there on stony shores and craggy cusps,

and rolling sand on into sand with lucid touch

in kind - as lips abloom with starry lux; there would I

whisper-sing unafraid, beyond the shades of doubt

and death, beyond the lies of emptiness: the name

of all alive in me as wind rolls into wind, and

sea churns into sea; and the clarity of grain and grit

that yet becomes the gleaming glass should shine

throughout the pasture lands, and flower fields, and

shake the forests into dreamful shapes of songs

that stretch the wings of choral birds and beat

as bells affirming joy in buoyant boundless blue...

The lines that constellate my palm may quiver

as a string that shimmers certitude within the breathe;

and so it calls upon the base and treble both

to cleave into the breaking egg, to cleave into the

eyelids a-linger-floating on the dawn that circles

yellow and eternal as a gift to those: your own

songful lips - awaiting like the winged moth...

Come speak the silken coffin into remnants obsolete,

come bedazzle in the morning on the borders

of a brilliant bloom and dare to speak the name

that rounds the jagged tooth; that soothes the ragged

edge of thirst, and tames the restless wispy owl

wayfaring the darkness. Speak the name that lay on you,

as wind lay upon the shore with lucid touch that

wakes the sand in dreams of dancing as a daughter

to the music of a miracle. Speak the name to be the

name, and know that you are known; and should you

speak into your skin the same, light be yours beyond

the shades of doubt and death, beyond the lies

of emptiness.

 

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

This is a masterpiece. Brilliant is the sound of it. Read aloud it inspires, hearing it read it entrances.

[charlie]

Thank you, Cherrie. I really appreciate that!

[Chris Shaw]

This wonderful poem has to be read out loud. It's only by doing this, that your truly appreciate the flow and sounds of the language. Lovely job charlie. Well composed.

Chris

[charlie]

Thanks for seeing it just that way, Christine. :)

[Beccy]

We are so blessed to have been granted the privilege of inhabiting this beautiful gift of a planet; and it would take a thousand lifetimes just to scratch the surface of all its wonders.

Sadly, our time here is but fleeting and we should have no regard to lies and emptiness, each moment dwelt is such a way is a waste.

A lovely,lovely poem charlie.

Beccy.

[Lorry]

Wow. I've read this three times now and all I've come up with is wow. This flows so beautifully and perfectly from one line into another, effortlessly. This has a feel that would be perfect for spoken word.
So, to sum up....WOW :)

[charlie]

Lol... Thanks Lorry. I felt I was caught in a little whirlwind when I wrote it, too.

[Lyn Anderson]

By far my favourite of yours I have read to date. Expansive expressive and lovely flowing prose. whisper-sing unafraid is a line that resonates ...

[charlie]

I'm glad you enjoyed the read, Lyn. Thank you for taking time.

[BonnyRivers]

Beautiful, like a bubble blown and released into eternity!

[charlie]

That's sweet. Thank you, Bonny.