Restless Soma
Old World (public) => Poems => Topic started by: runningstream on April 10, 2013, 02:51:53 AM
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I
Have made it across the creek jethary
Swing to the left watch the post now sharply pull to the other side
Was it the blue breasted kingfischer near the banana on a branch
Through the old wodeed
Window that wallaby
So calm nestled in my lap
How did it become complicated
Some rustle on the
Roof
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hardened pjama wearing ninja
sweet roll on plate
A matter for a mat
when will you call on
Fasten unfasten
Four poles hold up something
A net a comfortable place for
An afternoon rest
Will just fade out with this
Place
In that pleasant
Time
I took a nap
And never wanted to wake
It was so different
The rift
When i will live in tree
And eat fish and a bird my friend
Or an island
A new place
Im going to heaven you know :)
No one will stop me now
They may laugh
Its been a long day
And i talked till i was blue in the eyes
And i knew it could not be believed
I went there not long ago
The the earth met the sky
I dream about that
Except the dreaming was never as it were the same
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I wanted to show you something
we
Would both agree
And that would be that
Matter to bed
I figured on cleverness
I figured on wit
I figured on patience
And i figured on
And on
And you did not see how i saw
And how i wanted to show you heaven
It was in the stars
Both yours and mine
And i am sure if they
Did not mind that shine
They could have just went along
In to where they would
I tried upon honesty
In all i did
I held my piece till something cried
Out!
to each hold on
some word i did not find
i tried to never defend
And never need retract
In my doing
You made story upon story
And we never came back
So so so so so so so
The part where
Part
Were
I never meant the rift
It was yours and mine
And we had our reasons im sure
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My beautiful soul
I never meant to hurt you
And when we met
Layed on the grass that day
You were sleepy
And i watched
I never meant to hurt you
So sorry
You were
Tired
Eyes black unusually
I was afraid so i laughed
But
Because i could not understand
How could that be
So far apart when so close
How could any of that be
I never felt pain that way
And the river would not let me leave
i turned and was sent back !
I never wanted to leave you in
Your battlefield
Please please please
i wish you fly
Like that butterfly
And the ancients knew
Two
a wrong turn
So wrong
I never wanted to leave you on the battlefield
But one of must walk on
Or
I hope two
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What are they doing ?
Well i must
Stop it
Must
I ?
i see it here
I see it there
I see pain in your eyes
And i have seen if before
Selfish
How did it get sick that way
Where the hell did they come from
They tried to tell me what i knew
But it was a lie
I could already fly
And after a while
It did not add up
Maybe it was the old rift again
The same old one
I was my best friend
And a fine companion
where did that information come from
Anyway
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Nice selection running stream. Thanks for sharing.
I wanted to show you something
we
Would both agree
And that would be that
Matter to bed
I figured on cleverness
I figured on wit
I figured on patience
And i figured on
And on
And you did not see how i saw
And how i wanted to show you heaven
It was in the stars
Both yours and mine
And i am sure if they
Did not mind that shine
They could have just went along
In to where they would
I tried upon honesty
In all i did
I held my piece till something cried
Out!
to each hold on
some word i did not find
i tried to never defend
And never need retract
In my doing
You made story upon story
And we never came back
So so so so so so so
The part where
Part
Were
I never meant the rift
It was yours and mine
And we had our reasons im sure
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i watched these things come about today , again my car " different car this time" has stopped mysteriously and would not start behind the holy trinity church . I then was suspended , within suspension i became aquainted with patience if onky a thought of it within frustration ,
I had walked And glanced up to a sign sophia!
I passed
On in
Altered timing from the misstart as it reignited,
Drove on altered function ,
Entered and found goods
There ,
Was the sam place where the woman has asked me to
Place te plastic jesus s and wise men on the top shelf
Bam almost clobbered me over the head
Sophia !
She has grabbed me forcefully
And i in return force replied
Your on!
So it has began
A
New
Tine
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Just stumbled on these, thanks RS!
I like your initials match the forum. :)
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:)
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dreaming ?
somehow i dont think its as it was told to me
i call it water
and i cant tell you but could show you
something is there
enticing
something wants me to fail
yet only when i look in its direction
something was sitting in the lounge room as it were
represented
and it was rippling with energy
and i was afraid
and it electrically jetted me
in the mid section like many times i remember
it seemed to know the rhymes
and the riddles
it spoke as though it had seen a lot
yet it made no sense
i never got closure
yet i know when i point to "see"
the water looking back at me
so i "poke" it
and it replies
sometimes straight
away
sometimes bent
away
and i can say
when splashing round this way
made me think
i wonder if it knew
the thing
and when i asked it something
it was incapable of reply
damn that creepy things freaked me out
on this side of infinity
wow
sharing space
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when the songs have dried up
and those who spent silence
cannot fid their hats or their shoes
will you sing for me
and i for you
will it still be the same
as it were
always different
when i hold out a cup for rain
and the pleasures
what your pointing at says something strange
when im living daily
inside what you say is a cage
and i go about my way
a small kindness
gives me pleasure
because i feel human
and thats ok
isnt it
i saw the edge and i
guess that what they meant
they say chop wood carry water
what is it like chasing that dream
were still here
and it comes and goes
the illusion and the other one
if it fine with you
ill just say
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two times
again two times
when i say this two times
i wanted to see you
ok
be ok
and see ok
and if the light be full
the body be full
something about the moon again
casting the suns gaze
and i know you will find solace
there
i will find you too
must we go around this roundabout again
said the hat to the shoes
i know its a little bit hard
and i know it not usual
but i am standing on the same ledge
so lets give it a go
do you remember last time through ?
we should probably light up those old emanation s that keep coming through
and figure out what to do
like the time you fucked things up for me again
and i tried my best to do also for you
sight is a problem there
visibility
different points of view
you know what im saying
the truth
just contemplate it for a second
don't trust what you see
this isnt llike some egoic one sided rap series
its filled with intent
and its aimed your way
it sure isn't what you like to say
so
who's arrow can claim to know its origin
the sun or the moon
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Like it for the full moon approaching
two times
again two times
when i say this two times
i wanted to see you
ok
be ok
and see ok
and if the light be full
the body be full
something about the moon again
casting the suns gaze
and i know you will find solace
there
i will find you too
must we go around this roundabout again
said the hat to the shoes
i know its a little bit hard
and i know it not usual
but i am standing on the same ledge
so lets give it a go
do you remember last time through ?
we should probably light up those old emanation s that keep coming through
and figure out what to do
like the time you twiged things up for me again
and i tried my best to do also for you
sight is a problem there
visibility
different points of view
you know what im saying
the truth
just contemplate it for a second
don't trust what you see
this isnt llike some egoic one sided rap series
its filled with intent
and its aimed your way
it sure isn't what you like to say
so
who's arrow can claim to know its origin
the sun or the moon
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:) http://youtu.be/Cz0rJQPjBTs
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it is meant as an abstract proposition
to be embodied
i feel it becomes so abstract sometimes
the translation becomes lost in the pictures
makes me wonder how many songs go that way
and become interpreted personally
stepping down
if i were to try explain in other terms
then the moon may not lead me the same to the suns rays
that is the proposition i was implying
the devils chord
my interpretation fell to
a misunderstanding being applied to
the use of the moons momentum to gather and disperse water
and the birth of reflections
and the perfect replica given to the eagle as
a representation
freedom not in
some far off land
as present eternally
yet
non fixed here
the gathering of firewood and carrying water
therefore
springing metaphor also
as it were in the song
"baby i been watching you ,
watching everything you do
and i just cant help but feeling
someone else is stealing you away from me "
those who chase power
as
not
for also to those
who align with
something i cant quite call power
the man who chases power
holds to it also
Jesus knows what im talking about im sure
please excuse my meataphors also
as i chuckle to myself also
when i use christian terms to
illustrate knowing others
might cringe at them
yet they do it so well
"for me"
yet only after the fact
and not before
there is a middle way
the immediate tension
relies on a compensation
yet the middle
does not
and can lead without compensation to riches
which eternally flow
unheeded
if i told you i did not
experience human ranges of emotion
that would be a lie
and even that growth seems to bring
more
i have been extremely pissed at
somebody for attempting to take my own challenges away from me
in the name of power
as i could not particularly give a fuck about that
yet that in doing so
particularly fucks me off
and follows a certain rendition of a song
them and us
kind of stuff
it is ancient
and those who claim to know everything are bound to be fools
when the mirror of their illusion
built
does not match anothers in the light of "power"
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Well
thank you for just
allowing me
to get what is
in
out here
to this point
i appreciate it
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extremed magnetized polarities cries !
Don't shoot the messenger
history repeats why ?
because history repeats
walking between the worlds ?
that's something
whats something ?
flood waters inways
moon pulling tide
sun bristling new
whats given
whats taken
who's right
who's wrong
but who has the
ability to bridge a gap
the poles to become closer
and see a fine line
i am done
to the dreamtime
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Whole lotta heart here :)
stream
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Holding it by a thread
Woven
Going to break the mold
Two old trees
One shoot between
This seed
Cracks the rock
No fear
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Today is about communication
Today is about classical communications scales
Today is about right eyes blind
Today is about wages
Today the rain came
Today we weathered the storm
Today grasses dry
Today plans change
Today we wait
Today we look back
Today we look into the pot
Today we take what is given
Today we look inside for new plans
Today while waiting for the rain
We look inside the pot
Communicating while we wait
Looking forward to make new plans
We.see those with right eyes blind
We see those who reveal their natures
We see the hidden meanings
We know the grass will not always be dry
We watch
As we watch we prepare
We can look both ways
More ways
Creators
We can choose to listen
We can choose to discern
We can chose path of hearts
We can hear classical music
And feel the notes change
We can know
We can become motivated for what we know
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Like this
Perhaps what you were waiting for did not come
Perhaps the left hand did not see the right
Perhaps what you placed on the path to step on
Was not there
Perhaps when you wished for rain you wished the wrong thing
Perhaps what made sense at the time was for a time
Perhaps what was on your fancy at the time was mete fancy
Perhaps the scale became loopy
Perhaps the crutches took on a life of their own
Perhaps dissapointment clouded vision
Perhaps the music became a bit more boppy
Perhaps you were waiting for someone else
Perhaps backroom agreements agreed with
Said sensibilities
Perhaps the wind comes and goes and finds the open window
Perhaps the whole world became the window
Perhaps the waters too
Perhaps down stream
Perhaps a hand reaches out and grabs a passer by
Perhaps the dream changes
Perhaps all is not equal when opening that eye
Perhaps another hand claps against the other
Perhaps