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FEARFUL SYNERGY-revised

FEARFUL SYNERGY

 

 

 

Phantoms in flight
Ghosts chasing midnight
On the run
Fearful of the sun
Inside of me
Memories unkind
Sins and transgressions
Things I did or should have done
Things I didn’t do
Not enough to explain
This suffering and pain
No attrition is mine
No penance deserved
No crucifixion
I am this glorious and magnificent rejection
Of some Cosmic Imperfection
A dialectic of heredity and natural selection
Yet I feel a fire deep inside
A cinder made to burn bright
My soul , my spirit , my heart, my mind
All the same synergy
At war with one body
Duality at its best
An ever changing living function
I am today not yesterday
I  am tomorrow if it comes
I am an unsolvable enigma
I am what the waves of Time
Make of me
I am who I was meant to be
Christ, have mercy on my soul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
— Geremia, May 13, 2009

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years ago

Glorious imperfection

Yes it is a powerful poem, a powerful admission, a powerful groping in the dark, through the fiery light of days and the black flames of night. "I am this glorious and magnificent rejection Of some Cosmic Imperfection" at least you think it glorious but why imperfection? Are any of us perfect? I doubt it, we canall be at one with that, perfection is not worth the struggle to achieve, as it negates the vicissitudes of nature and its ever changing facets, its natural dramas are the stuff we came from, the dust, the ammonia of our beings, imperfect and glorious too. But having said that we all understand the fight inside you and do not agree that you should have it alone, I am sure we feel with you and wish you victory, all of us, how could we not? Strength to you Lombardian Joe. Yours Annuccia
Geremia

Geremia

17 years ago

Yes

J.B. Longo-Geremia The "spirit" flies to memory and back, to defeat and gain as life carries us along like a feather in the wind.... Longobardolino tuo Così fan tutti, così tutti se ne vanno.....
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years ago

Beautifully put Longobardolino mi,

I sent you a photo of a swan's feather by the great lake, so white and perfect, it lay on the pink granite of this area, even that feather didn't stay attached to its host. Annuccia
yenti

yenti

17 years ago

J.B

Well put young man, this is a step in the right direction and now more will read and comment on your work, your pieces have always been a very good read to me, and can't think why more don't read them or understand what you are about. Yours Ian.T
Geremia

Geremia

17 years ago

Thanks, again, Ian

J.B. Longo-Geremia No matter-- I just like to write....some good, some not so good. :) Joe