Thoughts.. pt2
Thoughts.. pt2 belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, PhilosophicalMy fingers penetrate her will that controls me,
smooth effort, soft commands, hope ending…
She calls me back from my sleep, slumber so long that I’m stiff with dreams…
Yelps so soft, silence is the only witness, so close to the creator…
My will is no longer mine, my will is no longer hers…
Avarice is the chroma that shines between us…
Is it possible time and time’s end are at the start of such feelings that when we end, time starts again?
JohnThunderbird
this is good, no, gre,t that these thoughts come to you, there is no time and time is a prison. Dreams from “her” are wakan tanka talking in symbols to unravel the mystery for us to ponder. great poem, or rather great thought KB
coppertrees
Very thought provoking, these symbols of thought
Gregory John O...
I like this !!!!!!