• one free verse poem
• one ecstatic poem
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the second is an edited rewrite of a poem I wrote a couple of years ago that I wanted to share…
In following Julie’s suggestion that we let intuition guide us to a theme, a subject, essentially to the “prompt” for this poem for day 28 of NaPoWriMo 2010 — what presented itself to me several times was a question. Why do I write poetry? The answer that surfaced — for my personal solace, my peace of mind, for my sanity. Thus came forth the prompt for this day.
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in the sorrowing hours
at full depth of night
alone with my thoughts
my terrors
my dreams
sculpting words into wedges
that pry open my psyche
expose raw emotion
lay bare my soul
that I might glimpse who really I am
and be certain still that I feel
here is my sanity
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step gently through the dream-gate
take hold the strand continuum
ride the light that carries you
to the is, was, the will be
transcendence moment
when the all is one
in the perfection
of pure being
here now
alive
∞
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I’ve spent many ,many of those nights you speak of in Sanity, Rob. Enough to get an entire book out of them, in fact. Just to “be certain still that I feel”… yes, that’s it exactly.
sanity…for insane….I love it….thanks for sharing Rob
Every writer, every poet, understands “Sanity”.
Love the first one Rob.
Pamela
Both nice, but I like that second one especially, in message and form.