Monday, March 18, 2013

Poem, Spirited Reverence, Eve Featherstone

Memory fuses slides of times
Third eye fuses wisdom to rhymes
The undulating route to home
Splicing blanks with newness shown
I'm much too busy now to own
I've got ideas round me strewn
I gather meaning through the day
Cyclic visitation may
Visit you in real time or
Seek you out in other zones
Each confusing, somber not
Laughter squeezes out what's not
Destined, gifted potency
Leaving me in ecstasy.
--EVE Featherstone

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