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JB

Life Sublime

 Technique forms part of one’s very DNAPurpose is the reason to existPrayer, the hope some rely on to surviveLove, each and every person’s next breath of air Laughter as beneficial as the next mealTears to cleanse a wounded soulAnger to clear the pent up furySadness, the much needed reminder of happiness Sunrise signifies the beginning of a new daySunset the time to wind down, to ponder and reflectMidnight, the witching hour or so it’s been calledBringing it with it, silence, possibility and desolation Phases of the moon, each its own symbolic talismanThe moon loved best by some, harvest moonTime to give thanks, to gather the hard earned abundanceCreated over a short period of time Tides of the ocean, each serving its natural purposeBe it to cleanse the depths or break through the surfaceSo many phases and times, each imminent in it’s own rightCausing one to stay, yet the next to take flight Seasons pass, summer to winter,Winter to spring, spring being in full bloomSummer grabs hold with her burning bright glare,Giving way to graceful autumn, her colors so vibrant yet fair Season of life, tides of passionHarvest moons of romance, abundance of loveRebirth of humanity, as a quietly spoken prophecyWhy then do we wane on with self indulgent hypocrisy?   
— Feebie, Jul 20, 2009

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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Ravenshakti

Ravenshakti

16 years 10 months ago

Wise and graceful...

This is a beautiful poem to meditate upon... It speaks with wisdom, and a soothing grace. Raven
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Jillian Botha

16 years 10 months ago

Thank you for reading

Hi Raven, Thank you for the very kind words, and for stopping by to read. Take care Yours in script Feebie Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
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BrightEyed

16 years 5 months ago

beautiful

this poem is beautifully written. i don't know much about poetry but this poem speaks to me. cant wait to read the next one, BrightEyed
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Jillian Botha

16 years 5 months ago

Thanks Bright!

Not alot of people seemed to understand the purpose of me writing this. LOL i always have a few close friends read before i post anything, this one though noone seemed to make sense of. Yours in script Jill Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)