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I bring myself to these

In the small purple spaces between the demands
Ponderous moonbeam-like moments I steal
I stretch out the time, catching sun in my hands
And climb into these luscious sensations I feel

The curl of a passion vine tendril
The wisp of a cloud against blue
The sentiment blown on the kiss of a child
And the quiet reflection on feelings for you

I dreamed of a meadow in sunshine
Where the breeze caressed grass bade me lay
And the buoyancy lust pulls for sharing
Lifted both of us up to the brightness of day

As we floated in languid puffed pleasure
We were swept to a clear mountain lake
And there gently deposited, soft on it’s surface
Small ripples drew outward to whisper our wake

I was torn between total immersion
And the thrill beaded call of loved ones ashore
But of course I must choose to be joining
We are ever alone, but to give love breathes more

So releasing the small purple space once again
I shake off the dreaming, reluctant, but sated
And travel towards things requiring restrain
Better the balance, solitude… set to all that is inter-related.
— Cloudthings, Feb 16, 2010

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

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Roscoe Lane

Roscoe Lane

16 years 3 months ago

Good poem

Good poem hard comment, I think everybody who writes must want time on their own, and have a mind of their own. But if you don't mix with people how can you write, I think i know what i mean. But a very nice peom, and i hope my comments help.. Regards Roscoe...
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

yes that helps, we can't always take it for granted that readers

Hi Roscoe, good picture, is it yours? Thanks for visiting & for understanding, yes that helps, we can't always take it for granted that readers will follow our point so feedback is always useful. lad you enjoyed. Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
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Dustyverse

16 years 3 months ago

what a whimsical piece of writing!!!

I just loved it...this took me away with it almost from the first line! Made me feel like I was floating on clouds...the imagery is crystal clear...great job!! BRAVO!! Dusty
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

Love a bit of Whimsical indulgence too, ta for sharing!

Hi Dusty, thank you so much, that's lovely feedback, especially for me who is always so obsessed with clouds. & it's where the write came from too, I was indeed in a cloud-like floaty space, so I'm so glad I could transport you there also... I am happy! Love a bit of Whimsical indulgence too, ta for sharing! Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
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SophieHannah24

16 years 3 months ago

Emotions are very well

Emotions are very well insinuated, and I felt that I understood you, and the imagery, was amazing. I very much wish I myself had written this poem. Wonderful job!
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

may you always make sure you have plenty of purple space for cre

Hey thanks Ms Sophie Hannah, you have a really clear & forward way of writing your comments, a great thing since you say you are quite young (relatively)... I love that you are here, I feel your mind will be so diamond encrusted with wisdom when you get to be my age, you'll just shine us all to awed admiration, & you have a wonderful diplomacy it seems, courage & diplomacy is a great combination. Glad you liked this, may you always make sure you have plenty of purple space for creating. Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 3 months ago

Taking a ride on the reflection of the clouds lifted skywards

Ann of Norway Torn between the shadows with their purple splendour, their enticing excitement, their unknown destiny, their creative fire, their deep dark mystery; "Hi hello there come and join us on our picnic of the everyday joys of life with us all","and you reluctantly comply out of necessity but also out of that other equally importent joy of sharing with others in this social world. I know what you mean dear Anni, as you know I do! Those purple shadows are following us around today Anni but you have unearthed one and set it free here, set it flying across the ripples of water then taking a ride on the reflection of the clouds lifted skywards and blown into this lovely poem of joy and freedom of thought. AND the rhythm the sound of the song rides on the ripples of the words that go through the grasses and onto the lake and out into the skies of your imagination, I loved the flight you took me on and will enjoy it again and again thinking of the music to which I shall set it. Your also mad friend Annushka who loves solitude, but is happy among fellow poets and artists, one by one preferably for me, unless they go well together.
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

Yes my wonderful purple shadowed sister, I know you know

Yes my wonderful purple shadowed sister, I know you know, we delight in those spaces, & you of all people I know fill your life with them & spread the joy of it all over the place... as it should be... more purple contemplation, exploration, concentration... hmm I could go on & on! Yes, I tend to like the one to one thing too, mixing flavours changes the taste, it's wonderful on occassion, but to savour the myriad of experiences & influences one person brings is more intense in a way, or can be... blah blah... You know I adore you Annushka, love the way you live & express yourself... Miss you at the moment. Thank you for your beautiful comments here, lovely as ever. Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
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Stuart Reiss

16 years 3 months ago

Cloudthings, the words you

Cloudthings, the words you used are truly expressive and resinate really well. I loved the way that sounded... To fully express your feelings, without fear or prejudice in complete and serene solitude is to know ones self and be at peace... Best regards Stu :-)
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

love what you have written especially in the second paragraph, t

Hi Stu, thank you. Glad to hear they resonate, I agree, as writers that's probably common I think... I love what you have written especially in the second paragraph, that's just wonderful, lovely jewel, ta. Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 3 months ago

Purple Spaces...

I see the purple spaces I see the smiling faces The words you craft Are my life-raft On the purple sea Spaced for desired effect They put my ears erect Demanding time, I understand Time flows on here, like quickest sand At least it does for me. I just couldn't resist. Your words inspired this little ditty, and I had to write it down. Thanks for the inspiration, Love ya, ~ Gee
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

"... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness..." for you

Dearest Kal, the insights & depth of heart you seem to respond with are like the lakes of mountain pristine mystery & clarity for those who make time to spend by the banks or indeed brave the cool surface tension to become immersed. Thank you my friend you are such a comfort in your recognition, I do actually run groups from time to time that look at disceminating practical ways of self nurturing... it is the saddest thing that as humans it is too often beaten out of us in various ways throughout our life... It began when I was asked to do a session on massage for a group of women suffering post natal depression, I suggested a split session of hand massage, essential oils & journal writing for which I brought a basketful of "found objects" shells, bottle tops jigsaw pieces, nappy pins, jewels, petals, pegs, lego. These women who had never explored their own ability to write, or even explore their own feelings in many cases came up with writing that made them weep tears of joy & an wonderful enthusiasm for looking at things differently, it was incredibly moving... The project included more of such activities after that & I was increasingly asked to attend conferences & workshops for nurses or adolescent girls etc. etc. I also organise groups to go through the chapters of "The artists way" from time to time... Julia Cameron, if you haven't read it I recommend it highly, brilliant for writers or any creative , or feeling being. Anyway, I chanced upon this little treasure from Einstein today & thought you might like it. "A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." Albert Einstein Cheers xx Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
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Atticus

16 years 3 months ago

I love the rhythm and

I love the rhythm and word choice in this one Anni. I would imagine it sounds like wind chimes if it were to be a sound - a delicate call. Best wishes to you on finding that balance between solitude and socialization. I would believe that nearly every creative mind needs some alone time to wash in thoughts and ideas, to entertain that subliminal voice. For me I feel those alone times make me better version for those around me when we are together. Enough of my rambling opinion. Love the write. Your style is all your own and always a joy to experience. -Nathaniel
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 3 months ago

free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compas

Hi Nathaniel, back with the serious face again huh? You also have such a way with words & you seem always to evoke such a sense about them, you are a painter in letters & space, beautiful even if it's just a comment. Yes, yes, I completely agree with you, it is one of those things I struggle with all my life to find a balance between doing for others or some other reason (whatever the worth assigned) & finding time to do that which light up our own lives & often that of others as a result... I love what you have said here about it provides a better version of yourself for others to experience... It resounds so deeply in me & I KNOW it's truth... it's why I do all the things I do, I'm just not so good at making sure I do some of it FOR myself when I feel always so driven to be doing for others... the martyr legacy of a damaged Catholic mother I'm afraid, still, my responsibility to address it, & I do. I love your rambling opinion, Lordy I ramble far more, I am sorry. I also love your description of the wind chimes, so lovely, but yes it came from a wonderfully delicate & whimsical space (as Dusty noted) & I can hear it as windchimes indeed... Thank you. I am going to leave Einsteins words for you as well, they are pertinent to your comment here... enjoy xxx "A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." Albert Einstein Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 3 months ago

Ann of NorwayAs aye my Anni

Ann of Norway As aye my Anni in the compassionate area of the clouded mind, come to illuminate our minds with your thoughts so beautiful, so natural and so encouraging. The Einstein quote was good and fits with my view, the view I partly had cooked up in my childhood driven by the adults to see things their way and in parting the clouds to see the clear sky beyond I found my way. And yes it is a 'writers need' this solitude, even when the TV is loud in the ears we, with our intense concentration, can steal away into our purple shadow and fast flying in the winds of minded thoughts we create something that tumbles from those shadows to land there on the lake-like surface of our consciousness where the ripples of sound those words create, mesmerise us, tantalise us on to ever further meditative musings and greedy lustful excessive dreams to be found in the oceans of crystallised letters that form our poetry and prose. It is perhaps that stillness where like 'the empty vessel' it is receptive of all, receptive of the least breeze that shakes the surface of our thoughts and we catch them on the wand with which we fish, if we can, for some disappear as one tries, those we catch can form the embryo of a new wisdom, a new understanding of ourselves and of the universe, as it unfolds through the knowledge in our brains and culls the right combination of sounded rhythms that reverberate on through time. Each new idea either replacing an old idea or renewing the angle at which we perceive the idea. Beautiful beautiful brains we have developed, its all so astonishing and unbelievably creative. Sigh of wonder at life at all. Love Annushka.

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