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Energy

Energy

A Poem by Crowley

I awoke to the blessed sound of the universe expanding
The fact that I drew breath that morning evidence enough
That I was a part, big or small, primetime or extra, of the exponential growth
I ate breakfast as energy, I worked as energy, I wrote as energy
Oh and I loved as only a creator can love, passionately, with my socks on

Look at you, you bundle of life, look long into the mirror
And take stock of how deep your eyes truly are and smile
Your day has just begun and yet you know by the end, you will have built empires
That poem you wrote is a bridge, that story a skyscraper, that painting, good lord, that painting

Come sit with me and let's hold hands and talk about what makes us happy, because it all should
Come lay with me and let's hold hands and think about how to make the world happy, but not at our expense
Come walk with me and lets hold hands and not say a thing until the universe needs our input 

© 2019 Crowley


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Passionately with my socks on. Genuinely laughing

The last stanza is astounding in the fact that it shows real love and a partnership. Holding hands and walking or laying side by side shows equality and respect for one another. Has been ages since I read any of your work and I must say it’s brilliant as always.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Crowley

3 Weeks Ago

That is a visual...lol. I love my creative family, even though I haven’t met many of them. They al.. read more
Poetic Beauty

3 Weeks Ago

It’s good to see that you still have a way of spinning a visual tale
We all crave more energy! We all love it when a message is conveyed with energy! This poem is the antithesis of sluggishness. I love how this poem is the perfect blend of straightforward & whimsical . . . of making focused points while meandering thru your observations. The last 3 lines are particularly thought-provoking becuz they do not follow directly from the rest of your message, but feel a little "all over the place" in a pleasing energetic way! You finish with points we weren't expecting to follow from this topic, but which are brilliant in their inventiveness (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Crowley

3 Weeks Ago

Now that you say that there is a bit of a disconnect there. Margie!!!!! So good to see you love. I a.. read more
barleygirl

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks, sweetie . . . seize life when it's in your face! *smile*
Perhaps what we feel inside is what we need for energy, relativity, and most other words ending in
y' that make sense. Every day we have the right to our view of life and its clasp of and on human comings and goings. We can join in, stir and mix a little, or, sit back and watch, nodding, laughing, learning. It's so easy to forget that dawn comes every day, whatever the weather; that love lies somewhere in its own human or spiritual form.. and, we are blessed with a daily helping of energy from any source we choose, greed excepted.. Like the loaves and little rishes, . leave some for others and gently strengthen an energy nobody can or ever will understand. Perhaps?

Your last three lines could sink a ship with tearful wonderment, Crowley. Your words inevitably inspire - gently;, often with humour, rarely demanding.. and you inspire.. And I for sure could do with a heap of that right now.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Yeah, it’s the last thing I wrote in a while. Been a bit overwhelmed lately. Mind working, pen is .. read more
emmajoy

1 Month Ago

Perhaps because I've been searching here and there, I recognised just a little something. We all pl.. read more
your title drew me in .. i love when science and poetry are combined .. spiritual undertones seems always the outcome ... i get up early, Crowley, ... its 2:30 AM and iv'e already been up an hour and my 2 cups of coffee self limit ... i appreciate the focus of your poem ... taking a breath first off .. grateful once again to wake ;) the intimate sharing with another human being .. without taking ... is sublime .. to stop and think about energy ... the incredible power swirling about in all things ... what have we got it down to now ...quarks and leptons ...who in the world gave them names like that ... maybe we need more artsy fartsy people in those circles eh!? :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) nice scene you create sir! thinking about the gift of my breath right now
E.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much! I think I need a little of this lately as well seeing as how it is the last thing.. read more
I really enjoyed this write, love your last stanza a lot. Very creative and well thought out write. Awesomeness!!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Thanks so much!!!! Been gone for a while but promise I will give you a visit!!! Glad you liked it!!!
“That poem you wrote is a bridge...” among the many truths in your poem! This is why I read poetry. It inspires and binds me to humanity—the good parts. I need to read words like yours more often. An extraordinary poem I’ll recall tomorrow morning when I wake. Thank you for sharing!

Posted 3 Months Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Thanks for the great review, sorry so long in commenting. I have had a bit of block lately. Can’t .. read more
R.E. Ray

1 Month Ago

You're welcome. And, please don't feel obligated to read my work. I always appreciate reviews, tho.. read more
C,
Love the Whitmanesque quality to this poem . . . indeed a celebration of life. Congratulations.
T

Posted 3 Months Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Heya playahhh!!! Sorry for the late response , my writing tools have been broken lately. Whitmanesqu.. read more
I so prefer your poetic interpretation of energy, as opposed to the scientific one, that pretty much dashes reality on the rocks; it's all just an illusion they propound. Even dear old Einstein rather sat on the fence when he said that, 'reality is merely an illusion, although a very persistent one;' though perhaps not a surprising stance given he was not just a mathematician and a physicist, but as evidenced by the quote below, also a rather decent poet.

'Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute,
and it seems like an hour.
Sit with a pretty girl for an hour,
and it seems like a minute.
That's relativity.”

Beccy.


Posted 3 Months Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Oh girl, what a great comment. You always make me smile. Haven’t been able to write a lick lately,.. read more
This is great Crowley and it's a pleasure to read something so positive and with so much hope. There is such a feeling of impending room around now we need to accentuate the positive more. Your last line in verse 2 is my favourite. The repetition in verse 3 works well.
All the best.
Alan

Posted 3 Months Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Thank you sir! The review and comments are so appreciated.
from one artist to another...love is growing together, breathing together, creating together...and knowing we are helping to expand some universe out there...
the pulse of artistic expansion...we hope the universe needs us, calls on us, lets us contribute..
and then?
we've mattered.
j.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

You are always so spot on. I have needed you around lately as my own muse took a vacation. This revi.. read more

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