tonight
I saw you looking at me
it all changed
birds left broken
shells
under the nest
and the mink
out of its hole
in the world
seeded by aliens
devoured
the starlings lullaby .
I saw you
looking at me
but I don’t know
how to rise with you
the dessert rose
of cemetery road
in a jar on our table
decayed when you
gave the passepartout
to another
and I couldn’t get in
with the river
of my love
im not strong enough
against her current .
looking at me
I saw you
trying to spread dawn
from your jagged fracture
and I wanted
i really wanted
to touch you
but I heard the birds
scream
on the road above
respendent
in their escape .
credits : first two photos by my daughter , Denise Thomasin Photography
let each night shine for you….May I use your words to sing for you:)
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Thank you Mino , so much , I’m honored by your musical presence …love , megxxx
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….and yes , you may use my words ….I hope you know that I love your songs …
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So beautiful!!! And she has talent for photography!
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Dajena , thankyou for your kind response …I will pass it on to Denise . Love , megxxx
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Denise, has a beautiful mommy! 😀
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Oh. My. Wow.
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Thanks my amazing friend ! Love , megxxx
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What is this about, may I ask Meg – will over desire, or am I being too literal? H ❤
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I think it’s about me Hariod , a wanderer who is use to following the wind , an ” all or nothing ” attitude that I’m only recently learning to change because of loving and being loved in a sacred way …yet wanderers will always be ” resplendent ” to me , even when I’m not one of them anymore , I remember it tenderly … Wow Hariod , no one has ever asked for such an explanation but coming from you , my first and loyal and inspiring friend here , I felt I must try …I hope it helps , it’s just an expression of my heart . But I do think that readers often understand a poem in many diverse personal ways and that seems a somehow purer thing , so to answer your other question , no , you are not being too literal in your interpretation , you are just being you , and I hope you know how very much I love that ! ….always love my friend , megxxx
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The wildness of spirit…don’t ever lose that completely, Meg. Lovely post. ❤️
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Aw Van …you are so dear ( deer ) a kindred spirit to understand that which is difficult to explain , …my heart so grateful for you , love , megxxx
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I think your poetic artistry explains it very well, Meg. 💕
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This is a wonderful piece which, for me, speaks of freedom and desire, yet lends a nod towards the wish to form roots to. This is a poem that opens more doors with each read, Meg.
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Chris , I’m so glad you’re here …thankyou my friend , and the way you heard these lines is the same for me too and a calm lies within that response which brings true connection ( I’m such a loner ) …and I hope the open door always shines with blessings of light …love , megxxx
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Meg
Acceptance of the natural inevitable struggles
we have to come to terms with as struggles
are an essential part of being.
You set me off here and i must stop or otherwise
you’ll be bored to tears.
Much greatness in this work.
big hugs
john
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Oh John …there is no way you could ever bore me but your own poetry often does bring me to tears …I so appreciate your thoughtful and very kind response …yes to struggles as therein lies human empathy …big hugs back to you dear friend , megxxx
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It takes the profound strength of humility to realize the futility of swimming against a vicous current. Fly free, luminous Meg.
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I love you Julie …
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Another beautiful work, Meg, full of your resplendent spirit. I enjoyed your recounting of your own feelings about this piece in your exchange with Hariod, and was touched all the more by the haunting images that live in your pieces. There is a life we had– a life we loved– a life that because of our love will never be lost, though it is a life that will never be again… We are resplendent, we humans, even as we are “trying to spread dawn from our jagged fractures…” Such beautiful images. Sadness and joy both weep from the fractures in your words…
Love
Michael
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Oh Michael my dear friend …thank you , thank you for your loving comment and your beautiful heart …love , megxxx ( I’m sorry to be so late in reading )
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Bravo.
A wonderful piece of writing.
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Your so kind , thankyou AJ ….love , megxxx
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Stunning Meg. I love falling into your words- I never want to get out!
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Kristin dear ….thankyou so much , I feel the same about you …love , megxxx
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Thank you Meg-that means so much to me. xxx You are a beautiful ray of light, a wild flower under a soft sun. xox
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Beautiful as always Meg, your words echo out into the Universe.. I think we all wish we had wings, and yet some of our feathers are ‘Fractured’ but not our desires.. We keep trying even though we are buffeted by the winds of change,
We know deep within our being our Spirit will Soar.. the main thing is we keep trying to fly……….
Love to you Meg.. Enjoy a Peaceful weekend… Your poetry always touches my heart.. Thank you my friend.. Sue ❤
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Love to you dear Sue ( so sorry about this late response to such a beautiful comment ) thank you from my heart ….love , megxxx
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No worries at all Meg.. 🙂 sending peace and Love in your direction my friend.. Enjoy a wonderful week.. xx
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What spirit
arose, delivered
this angel
to reach down, pull me
out from depths
hitherto
avoided? What can
I do to spruce up
your life? Your
unwitting guidance polished
by love smile:
recipient sings.
Your halo,
pulls out this beating
heart, offers
it, by hand
and outstretched arm. You,
dressed so well, humble
by nature
shy, receive eternal love.
Listening
to you, with love, compassion,
creates new
human experience.
Creative
energy
erupts when we arrive at
love, laughing
in relief, in awe:
love perfects itself.
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Doug ! I so much appreciate your beautiful response with a poem so lovely …thank you , blessings and love , megxxx
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This can be interpreted in so many ways but I love your thoughts of it and how it expresses your heart.
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What a lovely thing to say …thankyou so much , love , megxxx
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Your closing stanza did resonate for me and I quote:
“…looking at me
I saw you
trying to spread dawn
from your jagged fracture
and I wanted
i really wanted
to touch you
but I heard the birds
scream
on the road above
respendent
in their escape.”
So what would you say led to the scream? Did that arise from a concern that you might harm or the joy that you would help?
Shakti
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Thank you Shakti ….I think it’s about whatever you might feel from my verse …it’s difficult for me to put into a different form …I so appreciate your kind presence here …love , megxxx
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Fireworks ignite spirit now takes flight & how the glory came.
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Met, I found the poem, photos, and music, all hauntingly beautiful, perfecting joined as one.
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Oops… little typo there, Meg. Love you!
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Beautiful and poetic! Bravo! Bye. Kamila
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Very beautiful!
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