Dream letters [Day 90]
Dream letters
—original poetry—(with audio recording)
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Dream letters
All these letters
are rivulets of self
winding through canyons,
emptying spools
and refilling them,
searching out sprouts
to transplant.
Knacking up rope
into taut spirals
to belay into a chasm,
navel of the earth
spitting fumes
otherdimensional.
Streaks across
an atmosphere buoyed:
draconine hope
frothing up into
an amphora of sky.
I am the rider
of the winds;
I am the winds
as they are ridden.
The rope, dragon of life,
sky-potter,
and the opalescent vessel.
Bidden to hold
unfurling storm
and snake
through paths of glass.
There is nothing
to contain
the gentle infinities
of roots exploding
through the heart,
only commiseration with
endless mountains of cloud.
A fathomless aerie
stretching cobalt claws
in directions opposed.
One twists into the earth,
another,
into heaven's sweet repose.
Flung on the wheel
of the aquarian age,
Embalming the clear sky
in murals of ecstasy,
and slashes of rage.
Days of solitude
and celebration
are heaved onto the clay
with intricate strokes.
Agony and joy the gloss,
fear and love the glaze.
The fire of the truth
to make them firm,
shapely flaws
set by a gaze.
I am the sculptor
of the urn;
I am the urn
upon the wheel.
The steed, the bridle,
thund'ring hooves,
stamp the land
with prints of me.
All these letters
of my heart I write,
to turn the tears to steam.
That they might soar
into the void,
and reach beyond
into your dream.
Poetry & Audio
Created by
@d-pend on 6/4/18
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Photos by
.1 — "Closer to the Sky" by ZMastah94
2 — "Puzzle" by EvaPolly
3 — "Scroll" by Masisus
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Very impressive poetry @d-pend. the poem shows the different cycles of life.
Thank you @munawar1235, interesting take-away :-)
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I'm happy to be part of your dream journal. Of course I am totally impressed by this poem that brings together earth and sky as seen by the dragon rider. The poem is a journey and ironically a journey of poems and poets. We have become an organism.
These lines are so clear:
The day will come soon.
I plan to keep writing.
Thank you for sharing your impressions and that dragon image @mineopoly, I'm always grateful for your encouraging comments :-D
Your poetry is special and shines your heart. I feel and know your appreciation.
Also I finally understand your D-pend smile and why it goes like this :-D and not :-)
You are turning into a night owl. It is convenient for me to talk to you at this time because I just finished work but you are half way around the world. I hope you can catch some good dreams before the sun comes up.
Your usage of words is truly outstanding. They are woven with such precision and delicacy.
'I am the rider
of the winds;
I am the winds
as they are ridden.'
These lines create such a sense of oneness and completion. You do not fail to express difficulty in ways beautiful beyond imagination. Also, your voice really worked well in the audio version. Keep up this great work, and good luck in the poetry classes!
In the recent week or so, I released my first ever poetry book - self-published. It was a fun process and I'd love to get it out there more. Any helpful tips?
very sensitive this time!
and rather easy to get the sense even without dictionaries)
audio always adds more colors to your poems
All these letters
of my heart I write,
to turn the tears to steam
we always use creativity to let emotions go out and feel relief in the soul
for you - it's poems, for me - prose
but it really works!
Your read is so peaceful, going to try this one instead of bed time stories for my boy )))) thank you d-pend for both your artistic choice of word combinations and for your voice, although, I should thank God, not you) for giving you those talents, and yet you, for not burying them into the ground and forgetting, but caring about those seeds to become fruit-bearing trees!
What is that binds two people together? It is a mystery and certainly mystical. Gorgeous, gorgeous write full of some very impactful symbolism:)
Interesting poem, love it!
Didn't know you were having poetry classes! What are you doing while having these classes? I might join
Yep, we've been having them for a few months now! On Mondays we look at published poets' work (anyone can bring pieces in for us to read and discuss.) On Wednesdays we share our own poetry with each other, and on Thursdays we have a live critique class, where you can get a poem less than 250 words analyzed by the class (these sessions are led by @geekorner.) [Note: in order to participate on Thursdays you must leave substantial feedback on a poem of your choice on Steemit and send a link of your comment to Guy (@geekorner) by the Wednesday before.]
Hope to see you join if any of those sessions sound interesting to you @redtravels!
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Thank you very much for reading!
An identity revelation and fulminating focus developer. Undoubtedly, a voice that knows its faculties and power in the universe.
Bravo! Excellent poetry! I hug you, @d-pend.
I am impressed by reading your poems. The poet has been very nice. There is a kind of charm that you have in poetry.thank you
Je suis impressionné par la lecture de vos commentaires. Le commentateur a été très aimable. Il y a une sorte de charme dans les banalités jaunes. Merci. Engagez le kraken de votre glande pinéale, fermez les écoutilles, et stokez le radiateur avec le charbon diaphane de six trillions de dinosaures morts.
thank your very much brother