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Re: Freewrites

Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 6:13 pm
by olson29
Between Sleep and Dreams


O, you heard about being, it's all krazy.
We are able to put it all together
Blessed to let the present feel the best.
At one moment we are incomplete - the next
Complete, because of how we choose to see.

We explore the depths beyond want and need
Through the images in soul seeds. Jumping
Into the water and disappearing;
Emerging out the oceans of self as a
Different species. All of us able
To experience boundless bliss and
Unity at any moment. There are no answers
Only a focus (in each sacred consciousness).

A soul soothes ~ to gratitude possibilities, rapt
To the endless opportunities of feelings,
Presents of peace. Some babies never make it
Beyond the womb, yet, they still live on
In their mother's eyes. Our greatest
Struggles in life are aided by our gratitude and peace.
As waterfalls dig deeper and storms soften into purple sunsets
A child smiles, a woman believes, a senior remembers.
We are always the bird we see flying in the sky.
We are the rolliepollie, the shells and the story.

We are free of heaviness and made light by
The resilient ways we believe in peace and smiles as
They shine within. We are comforted by moonlight as
Water sparkles in summer and evaporates
Into invisible ripples in the skies. Moments
Illuminate our cores to reach all the edges,
And it all comes together, as it always will.

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2016 3:29 am
by olson29
Mercy, mercy art thou return,
thresholds of paint, syncopate to
stillness in painting of life
and AB laughter remember
a river in the love that made us
a glorious ness that will always be with
all of us. We sink and die,
we return, more alive.

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2016 1:25 am
by Jabberwhacky
I liked this. I would introduce a para / stanza break in the last two lines, space the poem out a but....but then as a painter you know more about visual appeal, I am sure.

How are you Sir? Do keep in touch. So happy to read you again...and to know you are writing.

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Thu Mar 17, 2016 12:45 am
by olson29
Miss you buddy,
Things could be great
Or awful depending on
Where I focus. So I find
My peace within, and carry on,
Smiling, because of how beautiful
This moment is becoming,
Breathing in all the peace and poetry,
Listening to the sounds and silences
that make it all complete, mmmm, what a breath
Thank you

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2016 2:34 am
by olson29
Such a powerful and graceful season ahead, such tender sparkles in eyes, such evolutions of love, such waves of unforgettable memories that are powerful enough to bring peace upon any present, the softest and strongest, the best, so blessed, this season, this moment, this breath.

Such tender sparkles in eyes, such finding the present from beyond the limits of labors of love and believing and screaming with soothing endless bliss, loving like never before, even closer, closer, affirmation everywhere, such a spring into all we want and need, pausing, such listening, finding all we have seeked.

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2016 9:07 pm
by Jabberwhacky
lovely....you have steadily matured to a very good poet.

I am very glad to be reading you again. by the way, I am now in the States...finally :)

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2016 11:57 pm
by olson29
Wine, great food, poetry, fearless beauty.
Eyes dance soul. It's love that feels the flow.
Unconditional love happens at any moment.

Unbounded into reminisce of quietest as it
Most loudest created us, all of this, all the love.
Random made up words inserted into the
Middle of sentences, high fives for the
Youth in us all. Swims into the water
Of self refocus. Lost focus, no more
Writing this poem, yet, we are
Always writing a poem, a poem every, moment

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2016 8:33 pm
by olson29
No Boundaries


Life exists as change and it's opposite and everything in between.
Life receives itself as funny, like an ocean of safe comedy,
rainforests of tragedy, oceans of family dreams, conscious love as reality.

No other way to be than this way and (hear) is all the peace
one needs. Furthermore, there's infinite peace with God. Peace
within unconditionally, in life history, an unconditional example of peace,
and it's always poetry, always songs of be, all sound and stillness,
soul, change, (whole) love life communicate ~

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2017 1:31 am
by olson29
My heart stills to the boundaries of death, dehydrated from true love.
My heart confounds itself, broken, abused, dizzy, suspended in immutable
dry squall. It is written, all over my eyes, my pace, yet, no one looks
deep enough to see it. I am like a turtle without a shell, without eyeballs,
being eaten away slowly, tiny bit by bit. I am worse than a shark with it's fin cut
off, suffocating, drowning, in the very water that embraced
me with love and poetry, every grain of salt. I'm bawling, with as little tears as
I have left, and yet, it gives me relief, to be closer to the extinction of
my deepest needs. I can no longer live a half love, a quarter love,
neglected, abused, ignored, unseen - my heart is hopeless to true love, hopeless.

All buoyancy evaporates from what was oceans and dissolves into a polluted barren
puddle dissipating like a forgotten shooting star. I've never existed,
I feel, with comfort, in the desert, drinking my own tears, until there is
no saliva left to swallow. Everyone sees that I've changed, but it's too late,
I've lost it all, ever so silently, a slow maximal-sufferable heart attenuation.
My eyes pray to be saved by true love, with the last breath left

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2017 10:21 am
by Cat Sith
:smt049

Re: Freewrites

Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2017 7:59 am
by olson29
Cat Sith wrote::smt049


Miss us all writing together