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Divinity: -Of seams and seems-
By Spiritus_Frumenti
This seems, these seams,
Like a rapture of I
Like an acidic repose
Like a gargantuan dream colliding with my soul
Of instilling eyes not my own
Rendering sightless in such ambiances as those
Far reaching scopes undermining all that I hold
Composure and escapes intertwined
In the faith for one another
Enmeshed in rains and fires out of a cloudless sky
In July
Imagining the season is over
Not much can be done when the end has not arrived
When dissonant beauty is not entirely ready to die
Because I know no truth,
Honesty does not feel the way it once did
Words sound dull now that ideas seem unfounded
Now that ideas do not form reason in my thoughts
Time has yield, what in passing I’ve held,
As centrifugal patterns,
Conveyed of mind and desire
And seams, that seem, not to have existed at all...
Copyright © Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2005
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Published on Tuesday, March 22, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Divinity: -Of seams and seems-"
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On Monday, March 28, 2005, purr_verse
(1052)
wrote:
beautifully crafted; love the duality in the title...and the line "Of instilling eyes not my own" especially. Great write.
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On Thursday, March 24, 2005, Solace
(1065) wrote:
It seems to me to be denouncing the self(ish) ego and being subservient to other opinions you have not questioned...We must see past the mesh over our eyes...the cloud of ignorance...that is what I see here and more.
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