Echoes

Echoes

A Poem by Kristina Moulaison
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Longing for wisdom, for a more enlightened world, to feel the connectedness of all things. Time is a string folding in and around itself.

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Somewhere in the mist of this night must lie a memory,
a breath I took while sleeping, that could fill this...void.
The green path stretches far...too far to dream, almost.

Still beyond this fog I see a hand outstretched-
fingertips curled to beckon me onward,
lips pursed to blow me wisps of fairy dust
that I might hurl myself at last upon this shore
where wisteria curtains drape,
ivy spills itself over walls of stone
and where, beyond the rolling hills, a canyon lies
where no man shouts at the wind to hear his own voice
but feels instead the silent expanse of sky and soul as it ripples
through the parallel layers of time
that he has dared to mount-
red, rich clay whose pores hold secrets
tight within their ticking metronome
trapping every voice, every trickle
all the flipping fields that have rocked them
through midnights of blue
exploding with globes of sparkling ancient eyes
that look back through rivers of time
and glitter Morse code
down upon infants
with their eyes closed

still dreaming

of a memory...



 

© 2014 Kristina Moulaison


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This is sweet and dreamy. Strong poetry and insights, wonderfully romantic piece. I liked

to hear his own voice, but feels instead the silent expanse of sky and
soul, as it ripples
through the parallel layers of time, that he
has dared to mount-
red, rich clay whose pores hold secrets, --- because sooo airy! Sweet and upon existance.


Posted 13 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.




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Very good. A piece of genius right here. Fantastic images.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Whew....this is unbelievable. This is cool and misty, the words rolling in like a fog and so easily off the tongue. Wonderful images and description, captures the feel of an epic with the pointedness of a shorter work. Nice job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

what a treasure you are...why has no one e-pointed in your direction

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very Deep, mom. (yes, she's my mom.)
This is my favorite one of your poems. (actually, I didn't really read much of your poems.)
I guess I need a conclusion to this review.
My favorite line is: beyond the rolling hills, a canyon lies
where no man shouts at the wind to hear his own voice
but feels instead the silent expanse of sky and soul as it ripples
through the parallel layers of time
that he has dared to mount-


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's Lovely.. sounds like a dear friend in the past... she gave me this "Untitled Poem" and I think I got to publish it in my profile and writings (watch out for this poem and you'll see what I mean). It deserves to be published.. it was her thought, her being and her soul... a poet inside her.. I just hope somewhere, sometime, somehow... our path will cross again..

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is so mystical and uplifting... the captivating images you produce show the beauty nature possesses proving we need to believe in that we don't see to achieve true faith.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem literally feels illusory and ephemeral as it fades in lines like the echoes you describe. You make me wish I could write poetry. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful imagery and beautiful use of alliteration. A dreamy write, almost as if one is meditating on a higher plane.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly enjoyed your write, captivated me....thank you!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very deep, and quite eloquent I might add. I love the imagery you always portray...especially here. Excellent writing...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kristina Moulaison

Bellingham, WA



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