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  1. baller

    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    The Surreal Realness

    Ice covered lakes
    And six feet snow drifts
    And if…

    Yesterday was such a wonderful day
    The way the children played
    …the life it gave

    The golden hue of the sun during its set
    When sun and horizon met
    The brightness of a full moon on a cloudless night
    The majesty of the bald eagle…in flight
    The plight
    …of lillies in full bloom
    Being consumed by hungry bees
    From leafless trees
    Night and noon
    Their fear hanging thickly in the air
    Spreading pollinated seeds
    Everywhere
    But where did their courage go
    As they were sown between the hopes and dreams
    Of endless time
    Where time is the end-all
    To all things

    ~ I’ve never seen time

    Never seen a gentle breeze
    Moving delicately
    Across the land
    Never seen the air I breathe
    Though…I know I can

    Have you heard the sound the snow flake makes
    During its lonely, solitary fall
    The crying and weeping
    Intermingled with its call
    (for help)

    Ice covered lakes
    And six feet snow drifts
    And if…
    Tomorrow brings more
    Will it close the door
    (to life)
     
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    sitting here staring yesterday in its face
    watching memories review memories
    snowflakes fall silently on the barren ground
    the sky chilled to its natural bone

    today the sun searches for a patch of green
    remembering how spring will spring
    bringing hungry bumblebees
    and trees that bloom in their proper season

    tomorrow will pass through midnight
    a new moon high and tight
    the future walking through the open door
    (yesterday and today on its mind)
    to stare me straight in the eyes
     
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    I realize
    There are wonders beyond measure
    And I’ve gained pleasure
    From their being
    Seeing
    Each snowflake fall
    With all the walls
    It may encounter
    Still, it flounders
    Down
    No sound
    No complaint
    No thing
    Only wanting to be seen
    To be enjoyed
    To give…pleasure
    .
    .
     
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    Glad to have experienced the majesty of the surreal.

    Thanks, for a fine offering.
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    THANKS for reading, my friend. there is much about life that has a surreal quality to it...as illustrated by many of your poems. GLAD you liked it.
     
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    as the snow falls
    i can hear each flake
    softly ping a code to the others
    as they come together
    to blanket everything
    in their wake
    with a sweet breath of pristine-ness
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    they heard the ping
    and blanketed each scene
    with its virginity
    an unbroken tapestry
    of tightly woven
    pristine-ness

    falling
     
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    Powerful imagery!!!! I wanted to reach out and SLAP YOU!!!! (meant in the kindest way, feel me)

    thank you for this bliss!!!
     
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    baller Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    i feel ya.

    the chill of winter's air has a way of painting picturesque scenes of COLD, COLD dreams. it seem, i stare at that lake everyday...and pray summer comes early this year.:)

    THANKS, my friend.
     
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