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Khema
Kimmy Lovestar
Canada, ontario, toronto

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The Living Dream

Hovering over the magic
Sounds.
The shrill scream of life
Enveloped.

I sigh a rainbow oil slick.

Sweet breath, heavy
as lungs fill with savoury, frolicking thoughts.

A mind bouncing across its corners,
Dipping happiness
DEEP
Filling my eyes
with boomerang morsels...
tender with sweetness,
embraced with freedom,
locked within a keyless haven.
Cool tears shed,
cleansing joy bliss.

There, look! She waits!

Tangled amidst the branches
she breathes slowly,
strangled in divinity.

I walk through.

Supported with every footstep
with blind faith,
I TRUST.

Almighty eruption
stretching through the auric field,
I surrender.

The web remains.

It captures,
bird song enraptures
skilled beauty
her thoughts pure
her actions wise.

Sharing
without judgement
she cradles.

LOVE

Carrying brightness, ebbing toward darkness
Dividends of poetry,
she watches.
With bow and arrow
she aims.
Breathlessly, relentlessly
travelling karmic journey.

I DANCE THE CELEBRATION

Creation.
This life,
spiral touch - endless.
Eternal acceptance
with grace and naive wisdom
we fall upon forever hills, forever valleys

Forever land, dazzle me
with extreme art
Show me with glimmering eyes.

KNOWING

Without haste,
I fall back
Collapsing toward infinity.

Hear the goddess roar!
Her ear the sharpest tuning fork.
Gently strum her strings.

Walk forth.
she falls forward into your soul
to embrace the pounding human heart.


it echoes
it pounds like a silent drum
sending vibration,
silky libation

Intrinsic sensuality
her lust awaits, silently speaking

LISTEN

She encapsulates raw wisdom.
ASTOUNDING
The all encompassing ecstatic
EVOLUTION

I soar through her mind's eye.

I grasp the fortitude of the burden of her livelihood,
her joyous sacrifice...

DEVOUR APPRECIATION !

I lay with peace,
and dance to the rhythm
of her soul reflection.

Deep calm is her teaching,
butterfly, lead the way.
Reach in - Hold tight
Gaze into her reflection.
Swim toward her power, harness its strength

SHARE

Believe in miraculous earth magic,
She says...
for you will uncover your essence.
Flower the grace of Nature's bliss,
The living dream.

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fredav Comment by: fredav - 2007-02-17 02:41
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Oh my gosh! This is awesome! I so enjoyed reading this! I read it out loud and the flow was great.. I can imagine this read with a band, playing instrumental music in the background. This is going on my bookshelf. :)

Freda
Comment by: - 2006-03-17 20:56
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i absolutely love your writting, its somewhat like my own.
Khema Comment by: Khema - 2006-03-17 16:58
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thank you, barkingmad :)
interestingly when i wrote this, i was seated meditating in front of a still pond, just in front of my home. there are lush mature trees all around, hills, slopes, grass and wildlife all around. it was 6am, the sun was just coming up, and i wrote what mother earth breathed into me. K~
Funkylele Comment by: Funkylele - 2006-03-17 11:43
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Barking Mad you are a soul after my own heart!
barking mad Comment by: barking mad - 2006-03-17 11:18
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I like the primal feel that this poem has, as if the old gods and godesses are hovering just beyond the periphery of the work, watching our reactions - perhaps smiling at the thought that we have not entirely forgotten them. Perhaps this poem is an expression of an eternal yearning we all have as poets, to reach out, then kneel to our maternal beginnings.
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