Tuesday, July 14, 2009

to bless a poem


Instinctual rhythms flowing
forth,
heart's exposure, mind's
dance,
body's temerity, all
writhe
in angst of
revelation,
leaving clues
for
the future. The
journey veiled by dreams of
hopes renewed and inspired.

May metamorphosis stand in
the gap
with these words revealing
vicarious
effort of poet's gift.
And may the poem, whimsical,
playful,
darkly foreboding, prophetic, or
any of
thousands of understandings
it brings,
be vigilant to turn
hearts at every reading,
conferring fellowship
with kindred
of the universe.

May your poem be blessed.
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Footnote:
I hope each of you poets in the world will take this to heart and know your "creative art" blesses this world and the value of your life is without measure.

8 comments:

Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in Progress said...

This is lovely!

Wait. What? said...

Thank you for this. This is wonderful.

AlmightyHeidi said...

Beautiful

Jessie said...

i love every bit of this!! the footnote was a really nice touch -- thank you :-)

Maude Lynn said...

Wow, Larry! This is really amazing!

Meg said...

Yes, I am aware. I really do not much care for Prince Fielder, but I am aware he won the Derby. It is absolutely awesome that one might get to see a future big shot, one of my favorite parts. I really should have begged my mother to bring me last year when David Ortiz was playing down there. Also, seeing Lowrie, a guy that most certainly has a future assuming that he can get his injuries mended.

It is very easy to sneak stuff into McCoy, provided that you limit how much you take as well as make sure it is discreetly covered. They do not search too deep, but just to be safe I make my sweatshirt or raincoat look like the bottom. They will notice a huge bulge.

Shadow said...

you are a very special guy, you know! lovely, thank you!

Jack said...

It gives me a lot of pleasure to read your weekly "Blessings" Larry :)