In a world pregnant with temporary encounters, yet enteral knots, in a world that romanticises and philosophises the abstracts of next lives and alternative universes we dispose in the now.
Every second is some form of a small tomorrow, every passing moment part of the long, long past. The path to the future is paved with repetitions, whether light or dark.
Eternally knotted cyclical patterns betwixt the comedy and tragedy of every breath of air ever taken by souls; likewise every drop of water consumed yet synergised. If only I could take your hand and disseminate to you the Divine plan simultaneously existing in the eternal.
If only … we could samba through the bosom of the storms, cross the space between distance and time, shuck our stranger status, or baptize ourselves in patience’s perfume. Then perhaps we could return to our primordial states, remember the superiority of our ancient nonphysical forms.
In a parallel universe, ancients crouched side by side, chuckling that in some other life they are apart. Ancestral roots, the thread may stretch and tangle, yet never to break with elasticity pinging all order from chaos into being. My lips swerve with the rhythm of your lineage of words flowing through this vessel, the tongue caressing each morsel of wisdom whilst antiquated DNA rides the veins.
I connect to all existences through your umbilical cordage. You are the dawn of entanglements, the prelude to love, the one and only starting point; and I become inseparable from these essences by being enfolded in your spiritual domain.
I had a blast working with this poet! She has so much depth and spirit in her words, and she has a very thought-provoking blog that you can find here: DiosRaw. Make sure you check it out and follow her if you haven’t already done so.
There’s no denying the sweetness When we share the body Of a poem
Your words make my ink blush Our fingers stroking the same lines A teasing exchange of sugared phrases Awakening our entwined imaginations
Every time we devour Each other’s souls Savoring new flavors Created from our intimate flow
When we write like this I need more than just letters There’s something brewing beyond this sweet ink
Let’s put down these pens Write on our bodies instead
Please, make sure you check out her blog by visiting Secret Thoughts Within. I can’t say enough good things about her as poet and a person. Her writing is intelligent, clever, funny, diverse, thoughtful, and passionate. A mixture of depth and pure beauty. Also, she can read a poem like no other. Truly her talent flies off the page and stays with you!
I owe a huge thanks to Ace for nominating me for this award! Her posts are a mixture of music, writing, inspiration, and positivity. It would be a good idea to follow her if you haven’t already. She’s always posting something wonderful!
What is the Golden Bloggerz Award?
A blogging award created by Chris Kosto to bring more attention to blogging and great bloggers and inspire more community among bloggers.
1. Place the award logo on your blog. 2. Mention the rules. 3. Mention the award creator and link to their blog. 4. Thank whomever nominated you and link to their blog. 5. Tell your audience three things about you. 6. Answer your nominator’s questions. 7. Nominate 10 people who deserve this award. 8. Ask the nominees 5 questions of your choice. 9. Let the nominees know of their nomination by commenting on their social media or blog. 10. Share links to 2-3 of your best/favorite posts.
Three Things About Me
I was born on Saint Patrick’s Day.
I dislike driving
I love eating soggy cereal.
My Answers To Ace’s Questions
What does freedom mean to you? Everything good. But, at same time, there can be a danger in having too much freedom. Freedom allows for choice, however. And life is about choices. You always have to make a choice. Even not choosing is a choice.
What’s one thing you do without thinking? Sing.
Favorite childhood memory? Going to Disney World.
If the whole world could hear you for three words, what would you say? We a family.
Do you think perception or belief comes first? Both. I think it changes from situation to situation and person to person. And I think this David Bowie lyric sums it up (“Word On Wing”): “Just because I believe, don’t mean I don’t think as well”.
My Nominees: Some great blogs to check out if you’re looking for something new to read and follow.