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To know you.

I want to know you
like these trees know this sun
like warmth upon my skin
like laughter gives to fun

I want to know you
like satin slipping sheets
like old friends when they meet
like finding something neat
in an opp-shop down the street

I want to know you
like water fits a tin
like a face that knows its grin
like a bird takes to flight
like a child chooses right

I want to know you
like a shadow blends the night
like a fig turning ripe
like light is to my sight

I want to know you
as a birdsong greets the morn
free and offered to the dawn
as a breeze caresses leaves
I want to know you so to please.

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Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

You warm my heart

Thank you Kels, its been a while and I have missed this more than I would have believed possible, I have some catching up to do, hope you're fine and dandy. Lotsa luv Craig
faerybeki

faerybeki

17 years 1 month ago

Craig, this is lovely,

Craig, this is lovely, you'll have your own avalanche of applicants ;) I'm not sure about the 'how to' in the last line, but that's just me, maybe just 'I want to know you, please' or simply repeat 'I want to know you' if you don't mind losing rhyme, alternatively pop a comma in after you and before 'how to please' and it would make more sense for me anyway, hope it's ok to offer this? feel free to ignore, I'll still read you. :) Really did like the poem Craig, consider me wooed ;) lol. much love b x
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Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

more than ok

Thanks for your comments Bek, I have taken them on board and done a little tidying up, think it runs a bit smoother. Appreciate your sentiments and am totally envious of your wookie pal. lotta luv Craig
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years 1 month ago

To truly know & be known is where love resides, lovely work.

Hello my friend, nice sentiments here, it seems you've been inspired again. I do hope it is a beautiful unfolding for you both, you are an incredible man, with a a great deal of beauty to offer, your writing has so often moved me beyond expectation in the simplest most incredible ways. As you know (scuse the pun) I believe truly knowing another is what creates & magnetizes true love, so it's a beautiful thing to begin a connection with I feel, it requires really being present to another & takes a great deal of care. I do hope you will let this one know you Craig, I wish it for you because the parts of you I feel I know are so deserving of it. Still, there is always danger discussing the poems content I know & I may be off track if the work is written some time ago or based on a hope or some other element, so forgive me if I have imposed, I feel there is no harm in wishing goodness for you though... There are parts of this work that I would have written dfferently, but feel somehow it is not for me to critique your writing, you introduced me to this place & I am somehow too close to offer changes I might otherwise feel comfortable doing... You can let me know if it's something you would be comfortable with. Take care, I am glad to see you writing again Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."
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Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

inspiration

Thanks Anni, my inspiration motivation or determination for this humble little write in truth came from the works of us all, from a desire for clarity and richness within connections, a theme so many of us explore and dare I say it, pursue. Alas, poor Craig, these riches are not his, this flight of bird this song offered forth are but humble temple gifts, not prizes claimed nor rewards. prayer flags flutter prayers, flags flutter prayers prayer flags flutter Craig
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years 1 month ago

Prayer flags at my window, choices & knowing

Ah, sad indeed, I guess it's the choices you make though (as you know, we don't always have a real choice, but then we don't always choose the circumstances we are handed either, we act as if we DO have a choice when we don't & as if we DON'T have a choice when we do.... silly creatures sometimes), no doubt your birdsong will call in another in no time, & humble temple gifts are the very most precious, not seeking prizes or rewards. I have Prayer flags that flutter at my window I love them, they are Tibetan & you are supposed to allow them to stay until they disintegrate... they look so tatty now, but it's supposed to allow the prayers to be free'd if you let them just fall apart in situ... I considered taking them down recently (in my need to declutter), but love the fluttering so much & the ritual & idea of allowing the prayers to go free. Like love I suppose. xx Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."
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Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

humble gifts

prayers with love on the wind the turning of the wheel drift into hearts to take apart barriers of steel. Craig
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years 1 month ago

No barriers - kissing wind & freeing prayers to fly & glide

Some hearts have no barriers winds kiss soft caress fluttering these prayers Wheels, I hear none, but wings beat slow through clouds I know & glide on thermal lift a legacy of loves true gift Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years 1 month ago

Prayer wheels send silent mantras of the lotus feet - I missed i

Ahhh of course, I missed it, I have one in my hall on the "shrine" table Geordi created when he was doing buddhism at school It means, "I worship at the feet of the lotus" Epitomising humble indeed... we even have a Lhasa Apso (Tibetan temple dog)... we call him Ewok often (as I told Kelsy), I should have picked up on this. Tibetan mantras whispered too soft I missed the call & wheels so gently spun & I forgot that they might call. But early in the morning chanting reaches through the dawn or evening sun streams through my window prayer flags fluttered, birch leaves drawn. It is these places that I meet you & I know you after all once touched by hearts in history Always known by distant call We are falling always outward from the things we might have shared what a shame to build such barriers when human hearts get scared Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."
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Arrow

17 years 1 month ago

Love this poem,

esp. stanza 2 and this line: "like a child chooses right." I told my partner that if they asked I would marry. Not b/c I thought we'd live happily ever after but for the very reason you outlined in your last stanza-I thought it would grow my capacity for love. Well, death intervened but I knew this person in many of these ways. Thanks for giving words to it. (stanza 3, line 1 - spacing issue?)
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Craig Norris

17 years 1 month ago

thanks Arrow

so glad you got time enough to share so much with your love, I feel somewhat humbled. Thanks for pointing out my little issue, spacing should never be a problem in Australia. Craig
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Flower

17 years ago

Very nice

Craig, This is such a nice poem..I am going to read some more of your work. Thanks for the lovely complilment too...on Honey of the Soul. You work in vineyards I take it??
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Craig Norris

17 years ago

Hi Flower

You're too kind, thanks so much. Yes, amongst other things I do cellar work over vintage at our local grape prcessing plant, long shifts 9pm 'till 9am, but I get to see the light slowly show the hills and some mornings are pure gold. Cheers Craig