judyanne

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akasha

an arras of
coloured droplets in living water
stretching through eternity
opposite
synchronous
intricately and intractably intertwined

each whole a portion of
individual
undivided entirety
winking in and out
quickly, ineffably
weaving
freezing, as

unable to keep fast a single moment
thoughts and deeds
even while being processed and consummated
have elapsed
become

no chance for amendment
once done
realised
existence is
abutted by abiding
or subsisting
pangs

either fused with aches of foolishness
or sealed with the grace of Sophia

a wish
to peruse the tapestry
and view threads of gold
in the parts I have caused to be

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many, so varied. I like particular songs, not necessarily the singer... and the same goes for poetry. I can honestly say though, that Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman was what inspired my love of poetry - my mother began reading it to me when I was still a baby, and it became my favourite bedtime story

Comments

Nordic cloud

12 years 5 months ago

Yoiks, I find my mind curling

Yoiks, I find my mind curling round your words here, and getting dizzy,
much of the time understanding exactly what you mean, yet getting
tangled in the poem like a trap.

Perhaps because of the deliberately
"difficult " words within it. You certainly here define poetry with this poem,
as something to be pondered and understood by different people in
different ways, I feel.

I might come back and feel clearer in my mind, ready to face it
in a different manner another time.

love to you annanya.

judyanne

12 years 5 months ago

lol annanya

we're all caught up in the tapestry...
hugs
judyanne xxx
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Frenchf

12 years 5 months ago

I was tangled too

In trying to decide where it was taking me

judyanne

12 years 5 months ago

lol fee

i hope it eventually took you somewhere...
love judy
xxx
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Esker

12 years 5 months ago

I know this one!!

value..worthiness..gold

Being....

Our eye ..our soul can see the carats in minute
The scratchs the dings the yellow that many would
pass by..

but those with vision can see the treasure
I did so poorly in English from grade seven on
and yet loved reading...IT was not fair
so I kept at it and at it through the years
and had the family dictionary..a huge old
revelled peice!!!!!!!

for me these words fall into a rythym
(even though I cant spell still)
this is a Great Poem Judy
I love it dearly!!

the philosphy of the deep
and the sociologists
love of the intimate contact

One of my favourites Judy
Thank You!

judyanne

12 years 5 months ago

thank you so much esker

for the very kind comments
i'm so glad that you like this
love judy xxx
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judyanne

12 years 5 months ago

thanks beau

yes - the akashic record
with water symbolic of life - the 'sea of life', ' the river of knowldege' ... the moving, living tapestry

love judy
xxx
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