all a part of our together

all a part of our together

A Poem by fuschia flay

All a part of our together   8/30/08

 

Every day going out in the world

Doing what I do

And how that now there’s you

I feel like signing up

I feel like an answer that is coming

Every way, everything

That makes you want to change

Allows you to change

And also stay the same

Going out there every day

And realizing

There’s still many

Days to go

That make me want to sign up

Invitation to investigate

Move

Move on the horizon

Did you ever think

You knew

And then knew someone else

That sees what you see

Knows too

Walking, running out the door

Every day

To be a part of something

That makes you want to care

Even more than you do

Because now

It’s about more than you

I see something new

I feel things that I

Haven’t felt before

In that there’s awe and fascination

As I become insatiable

And yet I am allowed

To stand on my own

How I too

Leave you

Standing there

Admiring what I get to know

So, so slowly

Unfolding

That time no longer dictates

As days, minutes

And hours go by

As the door is opened

Everyday

It makes its own way

Figuring out

What it will say

Without our hands on it

Or in it

Or even

Around it

Looking as we pass by

Knowing somehow it is ours

Yet

We don’t posses it

Past the door

Getting up, getting in

And signing up for

More and more

The comfortable

Easy knowingness

Surrounds

Landing soft on a

Pillow of trust

I don’t know

Or have to know

Yet I am certain

My beginning

Moves to a middle

And there may never

Be an end

I can hope for

Endless regeneration

Of what is created

Out of what is

Gathered up

By the storm of us

Moving through this space

All spaces, people and things

We touch

And all the things

That mean so much

That are all a part

Of

Our together

 

 

© 2008 fuschia flay


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Pillow of trust--
there you have it - that's the emotional centre of this poem, use it, pivot everything around it; build the tension, the problem, up to this poem and, then, explain it or expand it, use it, afterward. You say some good things here, good thoughts, but it gets obscured a bit by you saying it (sometimes) over and over or in different ways. With a big canvas like you have here, i think, it may be best to do a simple picture with slight variations in colors, moods, themes... in other words, simpler is better.
thanks for the read, good stuff -- keep writing, i'll be reading
- gc (

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Creation. This notion of create and create. To see, hear, feel, the "what is" all around me. There is this something inside me. That waits around the corner. Knows me. Anyone can surround themselves, .. more..

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A Poem by fuschia flay