UFO’s beaming flower children
into a field of waste floating
in an ocean of wonder.
I am lost in a sea of urchins
who know and speak my name.
Swimming in this endless sea
of meaningless thought I seek answers.
Pray to be that on my knee
I hope to curse your name,
that in endless drought you help me not.
All the while I drown upon visions
which flood my very being
I seek forgiveness even as I curse you.
Holding not to this grain earth the floods
which stole my vision,
I seek above the watery plain
a land bestold in unison.
Watching the migration of my mind
as it flees across the plains
seeking refuge on a distant shore
With a fleeting glimpse my mind absorbed.
It travels beyond the stars and at a time,
it retreats and finds its way back home.
I struggle with this quandary as the essence
of my being travels a distance equal to infinity
ever looking for its destination
But what infinity can I hold a torch
to light your fading face?
It diminishes as time holds wait.
I cannot afford you.
The price I fathom would surely cost
that which is left of my being
yet further I ponder the price
Still yet bones do not cost money,
and yet flesh is not honey.
As I feast upon this decision
I must surely be devouring the
remnants of my insanity
Broken down and scouring
still I engage in your morality.
The seedless hymns that sounds
so surely are yet but scarabs,
dried and deadly.
Wanting nothing more than to poison
my sense of self turning my image against me;
Seeking to destroy me with finality.
I hold no bars, I hold no weight.
No construct to formality.
No wish to plead.
I release my inhibitions
giving myself freely
to this destiny which awaits me.
No fate can hold.
No wish can pull and strain me.
I have only now a hoping glimpse
of a land not told, nor story.
That which binds my existence
to this eternal plane thins
to the point of invisibility.
That which binds my existence
to this eternal plane thins
to the point of invisibility.
Gravity pulls.
It does not throw or encumber.
It only shows the truth of faith.
You can stay no more.
You now must slumber.
An eternal sleep filled
with passion yet utterly devoid
of meaningful emotions.
Dreams that pass.
That forged forget
as I lay in orgasmic slumber.
So thrusting torn devoid of heart.
Devoid of void and coition.
Straining tirelessly against my bonds
to regain my humanity and achieve my rebirth
Here in limbo do I linger ever lost to serenity
forever searching for an answer to that
which is forever in question.
Ever searching for that which constantly
eludes can one ever truly find resolution.
Is this as could life be
like the ring around ones finger?
Never-ending in its continuing circle.
A flower is just a flower.
Author notes
This was my first completed Collaboration. It was written alternating thoughts throughout the poem. Thank you to Kittyeaglepig for the wonderful experience. Since we were playing on the neighbors playground you can dig as much as you like...it's not even our lawn!
Did this make your brain hurt?
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Truely a Quest into your minds incredible had me on the edge of my seat wanting more.....
you guys should play more offten.... favorite part:
Here in limbo do I linger ever lost to serenity
forever searching for an answer to that
which is forever in question.
~ERIKA~
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Thank you,
Nor not only reading my work but also for taking the time to leave me a comment letting me know what you thought. I'm glad you liked it. I definitely had fun writing it. I'm afraid it's been long enough that I truly couldn't tell you for sure who came up with those lines. Thanks again.
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My brain always hurts, now I have confirmation why!
Ever searching for that which constantly
eludes can one ever truly find resolution.
Is this as could life be
like the ring around ones finger?
Never-ending in its continuing circle.
A flower is just a flower.
Loved the ending alot. We continue to search for the answers to our questions when the questions we ask need to be understood to understand the answers. I hate circles! lol
Great job you two. It is hard for me to do any co-writing, I applaude you both.
language: 5, rhythm: 1, subject: 4, tone: 3, form: 3.
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Thank you
Indeed. I think my brain hurts most of the time. I think you may have touched on the reason why. It sometimes seems like the easier the questions seem the harder the answers are to find. It also seems the harder the questions are the, wait, nope, they're just even harder to answer. It definitley seems like a never ending quest when searching for the answers to the questions we need to answer in order to understand the questions we need to answer.
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Loved it!
Nope,
It didn't make my brain hurt!
I thought it was beautiful, I loved the words you used.
You describe everything so well and I can visualize the poem easily!
celtic
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Thanks
I'm glad you saw the beauty in this. This was a fun new thing for me. The type of poem and the fact that we just threw lines back and forth in the chatter box. It was easier than you might think. Maybe we could do it sometime. Thanks again.
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Hey Brain, this was surely unlike your easy straightforward lines..making it chaotic though at the begining, lacking a corelation of thought and flow..may be it demanded more deeper observations on my part..yet I am more than impressed with the line "straining tirelessly against my bonds to regain my humanity and achieve my rebirth". This is something i have endlessly thought about and contemplated on..so seems easier to realize and appreciate..I still hold on to my dream of discovering this whole purpose of birth to be true...I hope you too will someday.
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Thanks,
for reading and commenting. It was chaotic because of the way it was created. Kittyeaglepig and I just threw lines back and forth, feeding off of each other. You didn't need to think harder or look deeper. You had a perfect grasp on it. As I have heard concerning my interpretive skills, don't doubt yourself so much. Non sequitur would be fitting. You have actually picked one of my contributions to be impressed with. I think this one is full of meaning. They just don't all seem to make sense in combination. Life is a journey of discovery on which we are ever seeking knowledge. Thanks again.
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Perfect!
I don't have anything to edit at all here. The thoughts flow perfectly even though it hardly makes any sense. It's awesome.
I know what both of you are feeling as you write this. The mood here is great, if that makes any sense.
Kittyeaglepig did a great job with you with this, and the only thing I can say:
Bravo!
- A.C.
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Thank you.
It didn't make sense to you? Gee I thought it was perfectly clear. It was a lot of fun. That's the first time in a long time I've stayed up all night to write.
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Wow guys...kudos!
This was so full of imagery,thoughts, and emotions. I saw the two of you collaborating on this last night and it looked like you were having fun, and made me curious as to how it would turn out. It turned out wonderfully! great job, this is truly a journey through the mind! Kudos to the both of your for creating something great together!
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Thank you.
I loved the imagery that found its way into it. I always have fun when I'm writing. I'm really glad you liked it. I can't wait to create something with you too.
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Wow. Amazing!!! I really like. It's descriptivie, imagive, wow! I absuletly love it!! I have no idea.. it flows perfectly. Beautiful, wonderful.. oustanding!! What else to say!! I love the last line for some reason xD
Hope.
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Thanks so much.
I'm glad you liked it so much. I'm also glad you felt it flowed well. I had a feeling it might leave some people at a slight loss for words. That last line was commented on by someone else on the copy that kittyeaglepig posted.
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Awake from your slumber....
.... and breathe the vibrant flowers. The answers you seek elude because the questions deceive you from your true purpose. Stop swimming against the tide and the sea will calm to a shimmering lake. Do not think or feel, simply be in this moment. Be still and know the essence of you. I honour in you the divine that I honour in me and I know we are one. -
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Are we ever truly awake?
Life is but a mystery to which most will never find the answers in this existence. I believe it is human nature to often fight the forces which drive us. To live in the moment is a simple thing which many can not accept. Are we not all connected in life?
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