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the shape of snow flurrying
undaunted now metamorphosed
into a blissful dragonfly
blizzard, i think summer.
as the umbilical river runs
through burrowing cuts in rock
filling the void with self
nurtured, i think ripe.
furious fading dreams push
until higher waves sweep me to
truer views of the sea for what
is more honest than the wanting self?
unto seascapes where the scent
of mother land only comes by
in whiffs first trivial, unto
horizons unholy, now sincere.
returning by chance or instinct to
a new beginning in the same river-
bed where all is different
from the other side.
undaunted now metamorphosed
into a blissful dragonfly
blizzard, i think summer.
as the umbilical river runs
through burrowing cuts in rock
filling the void with self
nurtured, i think ripe.
furious fading dreams push
until higher waves sweep me to
truer views of the sea for what
is more honest than the wanting self?
unto seascapes where the scent
of mother land only comes by
in whiffs first trivial, unto
horizons unholy, now sincere.
returning by chance or instinct to
a new beginning in the same river-
bed where all is different
from the other side.
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Dandelion Dust
the memories fly with a dandelion dust among meadows I left my basket full of berries the wounds that lay deeper still burn with a dull pain rain washes them with viridescent blood my new life starts, I settle among trees between the blueblack midnight and crimson noon filling my lungs with the scent of pines tossing red poppies into the air stepping into mushroom circles [ I am wild as wolves, my soul howls to the moon ] life shifts, to sway my waves the wind fetches dandelion dust ... to carry me away...
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Heraclitus: “No man [or woman] ever steps
in the same river twice, for it’s not the same
river and he’s not the same man”.
It's daunting, how many people don't carry
a real understanding of this thought forward.
[The Popeye philosophy, "I am what I am".]
You certainly have a talent for poetry, Hannele.
in the same river twice, for it’s not the same
river and he’s not the same man”.
It's daunting, how many people don't carry
a real understanding of this thought forward.
[The Popeye philosophy, "I am what I am".]
You certainly have a talent for poetry, Hannele.