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Apr 05, 2016
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JOURNEYS INTO THE MIND
JOURNEYS INTO THE MIND
Through a looking glass darkly
I stepped
Into a world of a black sun
a soulless place in the bowels
of fear and desperation
no truth to guide me
no light to follow
lost on the other side
of the moon.
Richard for Joe
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
weirdelf
9 years 3 months ago
That opening line has such a plethora of references
it becomes virtually unfathomable. Except for the change from
1 Corinthians 13:12 King James Version
For now we see through a [looking] glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
Very, very dark, even for you. A black sun would be a black hole where even light and time can't escape. No escape.
Geremia
9 years 3 months ago
Good to see you, my good
Good to see you, my good friend, Thank you for your input. You fully understood all my references.
Richard for Joe
lovedly
9 years 3 months ago
we are but illiterate poets ....can't
delve nor fathom
the depths of poetic oceans
that thou surf-est most
Joe thy poetic art is all still galore
all want to read of you much more
ere you pass the bright sun as pure black glass
a black hole
a mirror of sorrow
no no no
but that will never ever come tomorrow
sun is PURE BRIGHT life
now all know
Geremia
9 years 3 months ago
I am overwhelmed , dear
I am overwhelmed , dear friend, by the beauty of your words and the depths of your
sentiments
lovedly
9 years 3 months ago
Joe do you know
they found another BLACK HOLE
how many Gods would help us find
poets like you
kindly all remind
Geezer
9 years 3 months ago
We shall not...
know where we go, only that we go. To the Dark Side Of The Moon?
Somewhere no one has ever reported back from. Dark... Yes, but not without a certain beauty! ~ Gee.
Geremia
9 years 3 months ago
Thanks, Gee. It is all
Thanks, Gee. It is all speculation and the signs turn us away from the truth.I am in constant pain and my lungs are affected. I welcome death.
Rula
9 years 3 months ago
"A souless place in the bowl
"A souless place in the bowl of fear"
I don't know if it is suitable to say this Joe, but this line is really distinguished.
I might and others understand the pain, but I bet no one can put it in words the way you do.
Be well!
Geremia
9 years 3 months ago
thank you, dear friend.
thank you, dear friend. Sometimes, "le mot juste" is the unexpected.