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Ra

Ra


we were scarab beetles
mating,
we were emeralds
in the sun,

moon,
ever the jealous lover,
crushed us with her longing
and we were rivers into
the afterlife

and now swirling sands
of discordant time have
given wings to swans
of our long-lived reflection

and I high priestess of your
beating heart burn with the light
of ten thousand days

sing songs of praise.



— Kailashana, Nov 07, 2009

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 7 months ago

As she sails unmoved in the azure sky.

Oh this, this, this is such a gem I see that intense blue/emerald of Tutankamon's jewellery scarab, intensely vibrant in colour, it grabbed my feelings as I stood and stared at the collection of his artefacts in the Cairo museum. A fitting theme for such a poem as this. The moon crushing you is cold and beautifully transports us to another world, as she sails unmoved in the azure sky. The swirling sands, they are twirled around in the vagrant breezes of the desert's heat, discords of sounds depicting the teeth of time, "have given wings to the swans of our long-lived reflection"...(wonderful!) You high Priestess (as if it were an Aztec live beating heart in your hands) epitomising the nobility of Egypt's past grandeur, its burning "with the light of ten thousand days," is mind blazing. Anyone feels the need to sing songs of praise at such sights, at such a poem Anna, whose stride makes her span the ten thousand Li of Eastern philosophies, ten thousand being mentioned many times in Taoist sayings. "..the ten thousand things rise and fall without cease, creating yet not possessing,..." And let Egypt's great star-filled heavens be the light of our appreciation of your poem, like the ceiling of tombs in the Valley of the Kings, the yellow painted stars on the intense blue of the heavens. Oh those Egyptians with their great art, awesome indeed. Well written and wonderful Anna, I am truly privileged to be known as your sister. Ann.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 7 months ago

And my dear sister from

And my dear sister from Norway, your comments are even greater poems... Your depth of understanding remarkable, your ability to discern unprecedented. It must be that the Aurora Borealis that is yours in the winter's night. It is true though, much of my poetry from the early days were of my Catholic background and my traipsing through the tunnels of time under the Sphinx. Lots of lost poems there. Love, your sister from O Hi O "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 7 months ago

I do so love the idea of their 'god' being a 'way'

I brought myself up on Eastern philosophy without even knowing it until I was 32 years old, I then read some and felt as if I had written it for myself, almost feeling that they had stolen my ideas!!! So maybe there is something universally sane about those wise philosophers of the East? Oh golly now I am setting myself on a pedestal and that was definitely not my intention. But they seem to understand things in a much more direct and natural way, than those religions of the West- to speak generally!!! It was so very exciting to read about, and so multidimensional for the mind, via nature, which as you know is my source of understanding the world. I do so love the idea of their 'god' being a 'way' this 'way' is the Tao (Dao) I so disliked school where I was so shy and therefore easily a target for mobbing, so when the teachers were impossibly rude to me I just looked out of the window to watch the squirrels, and decided that my philosophy of life lay there in nature. No worshipping, no services of praise, no creeds to follow save that of one's own common sense. Aurora Borealis is a wonderful thing, sometimes creating a whole crown of light in swathed fabric-like light to a central ring, unbelievable like magic. We also have Mother of Pearl clouds, when the winds come from the north, from the mountains of the Jotunheimen-Home of the Giants-they meet crystals in the air on certain days, in certain temperatures creating clouds that shine in all colours, I sent you some! I said to someone in the street how wonderful they are and she said she had never looked at the evening sky on her way home from work, always in a hurry, just like your last poem, unwittingly living a pattern without really LIVING at all !!! We understand each other Anna and I am thankful for that, My love again ten thousand times in all the colours of the mother of pearl clouds, Ann. O slo(w)
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Dalton

16 years 7 months ago

Dear Kailashana

Loved this poem all down to the final line:"Beautigul, gorgeous full morning day mid 60's. Yeah" That line seemed sort of bathetic, discordant to the rest of the poem, which was utterly beautiful. Just that line that felt weird. Loved the reference to scarabs, the egyptian symbol for eternity if I'm not wrong. And didn't the ancient egyptians grind up the shells of beetles wings to use in cosmetics to beautify women (as if they needed it.) Another perfect poem. Just that funny bit at the end. Five stars Dalton.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 7 months ago

Dear Dalton, thank you.

Dear Dalton, thank you. However, that end *line* is just a space NEOPOET allots for *notes* on the poem. Etc. I shall have to ask the AEC to display enough sufficient space between the poem and our commentary that this mistake is not made. Yikes~!!! ~A "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
SR

Stuart Reiss

16 years 7 months ago

Hey ~A,You know that Ra and

Hey ~A, You know that Ra and ISIS were lovers.....This one's a bit out there because really in todays board room...where should a scrab beetle sit lol. I like this ~A nice regards Stu
Seren

Seren

16 years 7 months ago

Dear Ma

You just keep em coming ... and ill keep reading them ... this ones awesome I have a love of anything egyptian ... loved this one ... Love and biggest hugs Jaughter x x but then I have love a of lots of things LOL you just found another one ... he he
DloganB

DloganB

16 years 7 months ago

NICE

I love the line We were emeralds in the sun just makes me think for a minute of a time that was full of joy and light great work D. Logan
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 7 months ago

ANNA

"The moon - ever the jealous lover - crushed us with her longing" what a superb analogy - especially when you're talking of something as tangible, nay - crushable as beetles - wow visceral indeed! Beautiful piece - I cannot wax as lyrical as 'Ann of Norway' but my sentiments are the same! Good work! Bonita j
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ziggy

16 years 7 months ago

ra

i love the way this sounds when spoken which is as important for me as anything else ,and being a stone mason i love anything egyptian and its a place i intend to go some day nice write which gives me a thought for a theme some time ,ziggy
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 7 months ago

Oh Anna, we are kindred, I loved this dear one, as I do all you

Oh Anna, we are kindred, I had such an obsession with Egytology as a teen, it has never worn off completely. I did a series of inlay in cobolt (in my ceramic days) of the goddess Nut with feathered wings, & one of my dearest companions is Anubis, because I know that I must maintain the state of my soul so when he weighs it against a feather it will not tilt the scales... it is a good way to live (not saying I don't make mistakes now & then, but it keeps me aiming for a worthy state of being)... I know you'd understand all that... I loved this dear one, as I do all you write. Miss you xx Cheers Anni~ "When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace". H.H. the Dalai Lama
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 7 months ago

hello

I'm with Jayne, I love the Egyptian pantheon... well, all things of Egypt, except for the snakes, lol. A beautiful and yearning write, my dear, My favorite lines are: and I high priestess of your beating heart burn with the light of ten thousand days Always, Cat