A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Banisters, spiral stairs--
Ancestors descend in pairs
And dance floors fill.
Fingertips touch, disappear,
Leaving glows --
Each slowly rises.
Chandelier of swarming
Stars grows overhead.
We appear, see what we
Are and will be,
And dance here.
I'm crying. It's weird. I just read a post about sacred sake over at 'Through the Sapphire Sky' (you can see it on my blogroll) and tears felt imminent. This impeccable, impeccable verse did me in.ReplyDelete
Excellence in poetry. I have no other words.ReplyDelete
Hey Geo! This struck me as curious subject material, but you had me at "ancestors descend in pairs". Nice work, Sir! IndigoReplyDelete
Loving you thoughtful poetry, Geo, see you again and thank you. Carole.ReplyDelete
hello! je n'ai pas tout compris! mais c'est beau!ReplyDelete
Suze--Yes, I visited and found sacred sake most moving. And I permit tears here.ReplyDelete
Michelle--Thank you! I am rejuvenated by double wows!
Indigo--Most kind and yes, they descend in pairs.
Carole---Always overjoyed when you visit and comment! Thank you.
Gwendoline - Je comprends seulement que vous m'honorer de votre compliment. Je vous remercie.
You have merged the art of poetry with science in a beautiful manner.ReplyDelete