Sunday 2 June 2013

dance of life

Waking, Walking, Singing, in the Next Dimension? 1979 by Morris Graves 
each one of us swirl with the wind-
limbs move with nimble grace.
in the train of thoughts;
no myth can exist in the prairie-
you see a vault
but for us it is a space that never ends.
your throat may choke with emotional rapture of our beauteous dance,
we may crave for a trick 
that will takes us to halls of fame.

"in the spirals of life, these is no beginning, nor is there an end"

25 comments:

  1. No myth can exist in the prairie...I love that...

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  2. The spiral of life...no myth can exist in the prairie. Stunning phrases in your poetry.

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  4. swirl with the wind...keep on swirling

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  5. That fourth line is stellar.

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  6. extremely charming poem

    much love...

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  7. Really nice, Gautami.

    Pamela

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  8. Like the serpent eating its own tail...our tale goes on and on in circles. everything that ends, begins. everything that begins, ends.

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  9. I, too, especially love "no myth can exist in the prairie."

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  10. This poem is unique & dances in a perfect cadence to the walk between the worlds of myth & reality,

    true poetic expression

    Love it ,,,

    joanny

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  11. Life is brutal and honest in the prairie so dreaming that this is not so is unwise and will shorten our prospects. Something like the jungle of the city too! Thought provoking words.

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  12. Swirling with the wind ... full of grace, lovely.

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  13. No myth can exist in the prairie...

    It is a tough place that has stolen many a dream. Nice!

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  14. A clever mixture of myth and wordle. Bravo.

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  15. MOMA
    she says "picture"
    I say "painting"

    MOMA = Museum of Modern Art

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  16. awesome. liked the tone if this one. it quite evocative

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  17. I especially like the line: "no myth can exist in the prairie" and the last line :) You have a strong and diverse voice. Would love it if you could visit my blog.

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  18. Your poem fits the image perfectly! Add my name to the list of those who love the line "No myth can exist on the prairie." Fantastic!

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  19. That line, "no myth can exist in the prairie" hit me especially in light of the recent tornadoes here in the Midwest. They level the playing field.

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  20. I like the idea of swirling with the wind - gave me a feeling of spontaneous living.
    Dropping by from OSI

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