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Seren

Jan 14, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

All I have

I long for more time
to lay cornerstones,
but life had started
detaching my soles
I want more daylight
to see a Galaxy of beauty
that rested,
within one finger of breath,

I desire of many things
to walk the Ponte Vecchio
and glimmer in its wares,
casting a reflection in the Arno
that wavered to the Vasari
to shelter
beneath a Sistine vision
as Michelangelo, Raphael
Botticelli and Bernini
dart in and out of my haunt,
smudging all in view
to drink the atmosphere
of Stonehenge,
drowning in its history
and laying as sacrifice
in a swoon of blood
'I want'
screams the child in me
~~~~~~~
I've become a fresco
fingerprinted,
with need and desire
astral traveling
from the nib of my pen,
I sate my thirst
but,
as time lessens,
and daylight fades
in the history
that is me
'I have'
what whispers in thralls
a will that ever dreams

— Seren, Jan 14, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

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lyz

16 years 4 months ago

Oh my girl!

A vision of words, sad, and a sorrowful read. My dear Enchantress, Empress of the pen, I see your muse is working overtime. You must know that this brings tears to me, and I am not sure how to comment properly. So my words will be, love ya, love how you have written this and i hope your astral traveling stays within the nib. Love you dear one. Lyz. XX I will chat soon.

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Nana

I am sorry i brought tears huni ... but it was time to stop pissing around and write the things I have put off much too long and this ones sat for a few days and I decided to give it my all tonight the cool weather helped and so did serendipity ... something weird my way came you could say will tell you next week snake and I will be in newy on monday/tuesday maybe sunday as well not sure yet lol will let you know love and mountains of hugs Jayne x x x

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lyz

16 years 4 months ago

Hi dearest

I know, but it was a little hard to read.. Lump in the throat etc. I will get ya, lol. A massive kaboom from this one. I love how you worded it and everything, but hey, you know. I hope we can catch up on one of those days, it would be lovely. Love to all. Lyz. XX

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Lyz

I will be done on monday so with any luck I can catch up with you then ... I will be there for three days so I am sure we can find some time to meet up gotta keep my comments short the boys party is tonight and I have a million things to do love and biggest hugs Jayne x x x

16 years 4 months ago

My dear Jayne-Chloe. I just

My dear Jayne-Chloe. I just started to write a poem, and it disappeared. Sometimes it happens like that... and I surrender to the universe. So now I'll just share a song... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7TkyxVIfuk&feature=related Lorenna McKinnett ~ Stolen Child Yeats Poem: The Stolen Child Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And anxious in its sleep. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen-Car, In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star, We seek for slumbering trout And whispering in their ears Give them unquiet dreams; Leaning softly out From ferns that drop their tears Over the young streams. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Away with us he's going, The solemn-eyed: He'll hear no more the lowing Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob Sing peace into his breast, Or see the brown mice bob Round and round the oatmeal chest. For he comes, the human child, To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand. My love, Mum

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Mum

My turn to cry ... one of the first poems my nan read to me as a child was that poem ... my god I nearly forgot it till you reminded me ... how blessed i am to know you ... I sometimes wonder are there are other hands at work ... then I just know ... there are fates hands at work much love love and miles of hugs Jayne-Chloe

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CyberSpace

16 years 4 months ago

you are an amazing writer

you are an amazing writer and woman hope you know that love hubby xoxoxoxoxox

16 years 4 months ago

thanks baby love you Wifey x

thanks baby love you Wifey x x x x x(you are biased though remember lol)

L

16 years 4 months ago

cyber space sums it up. YOU

cyber space sums it up. YOU are amazing. can i add you as someone i read and am inspired by into my profile bit. love vix, btw its beautiful again lol

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Vix

Thank you so much your comment made my night ... to inspire is the greatest gift, my mum told me that and its so bloody true ... your very welcome to add away hun ... and I do appreciate the compliment, i am still learning to be graceful in receiving them lol ;) love and hugs Jayne x x x

16 years 4 months ago

a will that ever dreams...

Don't we all have one of those! You are certainly in touch with your "light side" (as opposed to the Jungian Dark side!) It lifts you - and takes us with you on your ballowned journeys! Thank you Jayne! Bonita j

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Boni

I think that I am in touch with both sides of me and to be honest I am a little scared to let that other side of me out , a rampage might be the end result lol I have mongolian blood thank you so much for your beautiful comment it is appreciated love and mountains of hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Dale

want to know something ?? you just inspired a poem .... last two days I've plotted out so many poems and now have another one to do ... thank you sooooo much for your wonderful comment I appreciate it so much ... much love and miles of hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

16 years 4 months ago

For all the children of the

For all the children of the world.... (SOMEHOW THE FIRST STANZA WAS NOT COPIED ABOVE) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7TkyxVIfuk&feature=related song sung by Loreena McKinnett the Poem by William Butler Yeats WHERE dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats; There we've hid our faery vats, Full of berrys And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And anxious in its sleep. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Where the wandering water gushes From the hills above Glen-Car, In pools among the rushes That scarce could bathe a star, We seek for slumbering trout And whispering in their ears Give them unquiet dreams; Leaning softly out From ferns that drop their tears Over the young streams. Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. Away with us he's going, The solemn-eyed: He'll hear no more the lowing Of the calves on the warm hillside Or the kettle on the hob Sing peace into his breast, Or see the brown mice bob Round and round the oatmeal chest. For he comes, the human child, To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand.

16 years 4 months ago

Mum, It was so long since I

Mum, It was so long since I had read that and didnt realise the first verse was missing thank you i will copy it with the rest of it ... love and miles of hugs Jayne x x x

WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 4 months ago

Um oh...

Jayne can we swap places for a moment... it is just that I am Inkerland dweller so have been to stongehenge, in fact it is only a 2 hour drive from where I am, and I am a huge fan of Italy I have walked across the Old Bridge in Florence, visited the isle of Capri, taken boat rides in both Napoli and Portofino, visited the Vatican and the Spanish Steps in rome, tried to straighten the leaning Tower of Pisa, grafittied the Sistine Chapel and sang "Only One Cornetto" on a gondola in Venice... So Can I do the Sydney Opera House, Coogee place, Collaroy and Bondi Beach, Darling Harbour, The Big Merino, Guy Fawlkes Park, University of New England & Kings Cross for the sheer hell of it please? lol! This is a harrowing tale Jayne, and I think that your soul will journey these places with ease haunting the archtecture with your authentic spirit... the energised ink of your imagination can take you anywhere you want to go... be it on a rollercoaster at a funfair, or to fired from a cannon whizzing through the auir, or on top of a mountain to reach for the stars or in a space rocket to Mars, to swim of deep below the oceans waves, to explore the deepest subterranean caves! You can not only yourself away with these writes of yours... you take your readers with you... on a special journey limited only by that of your imagination! May you find solice and happiness in those places though... and you'll find the memory of them lingers for you cherish further through out time... much like your work that will be cherish through out the ages. Quite incredibly profound Jayne! Dale :)

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Dale

We can swap anytime ... btw I an neon green with jealousy at the moment just had to rub it in eh ???, there are things here that i would show you before you saw everything you mentioned ... I live in the middle of all you talked about, I am three hours from Sydney and about the same from Armidale ... Dale the real beauty of Australia is not found in the city its out here in the country where I live ... Bondi beach is a lovely beach but there are beaches near me that are miles long and you can barely see the end of them and the sand is pure white(bondi beach is a little yucky looking imo)... I used to be a surf lifesaver years ago and still surf (though not at the moment not allowed in the sun lol) theres a place near me called Swan Crossing and its overrun with Iguana's the biggest one I saw was about three metres long ... and if they see you and eyeball you? ,dont run they will chase you and bring you down some of them are bloody huge ... I have seen an albino dingo ,truely the city is wonderful but the true beauty lies in the countryside around it ... ok I have blathered on dont normally do that ... sound like tour guide lol I own my own Snake as well I love the bush critters lol I've have sung at the opera house numerous times , my turn for a rub hahaha;)and Ive been to all the places you spoke of ... the univeristy of New England is my nieces home for the next few years shes doing her degree and wants to become a docter and Kings Cross is well .... hahaha not going there ... All my life I've dreamed of Italy even as a young child I was facinated by the language ... Un bel de ve dre mo(first line of madame butterfly) ... and I so want to go to stonehenge I am so in love with history , England always has a place in my heart I could live there and never come home ... I am french Mongolian by birth and was born in NZ ... so I am a child of the world ;) love and millions of hugs for your wonderful comment (sorry I blathered on) Jayne-Chloe x x x

WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 4 months ago

Whoops sorry to chuck a bucket of lime green over you...

Heya Jayne! Lol sorry to rub that in, but I am jealous of you too ya know all those things have turn me in to the incredible hulk, only I have sparrow's legs and knees lol! Swan Crossing sounds great and I'd love to go surfing in your clean waters... if you went surfing here you'll come out of the water glowing green and would have sprouted a third eye, and you sang in the opera housE!? Wowwee... do we get to hear you operatics on here somewhere???! You have a pet snake? What sort? The constrictive type or fang type... or maybe you're Steve Urwin's teacher (bless him!) and it is a venomous one! Your frence, mongolian and new zealandic? Hmm that makes you a New Mongzeal Frog lol! Well Italy has a special place for me ... it really is so beautiful and the people are divine and it is the language of love, and one of my old girlfriends was Italian too! I wrote something for her in italian (i'll put it up in both Italian and English) which you might like... I do so hope you get a chance to fulfil your dream and wander the Italian providence! Go Jayne go... explore the Mongzealean Frog world! Don't worry about bathering around me my dear as you can see... I do that too! :) Dale :)

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Dale

Your such a gem you know that LOL ... I just roared laughing and everyone wanted to know what the hell i was laughing at ... I have seen the state of the water over where you are was a long time ago but I am sure its not gotten much better from your comment... pmsl green is one of my favourite colours hahaha I might look good green and two different coloured eyes ... wonder if my third eye would be another colour hahahah omg tff I have a Diamond Python got it for my birthday about five years ago and he was only a baby about 30cms long hes nearly two metres long now and they can grow to be huge ... it all depends on the feeding ... and what you feed them steve Irwin was a legend his legacy will live on forever here they have a Zoo and have named a nature santuary after him ... preserving our forests for our kids .. he was slightly nuts but what he did for the environment will be felt for generations ... it was he that raised awareness here in australia in a way that MADE people take notice 'sigh' Italy I dream of it ever since I was a little girl I have wanted to go to italy ... btw I am off to read your poem you spoke of up there .. I have some master discs of me singing I have been trying to find them for a while and only found out my dad had them about a week ago lol I guess i could put one as as a spoken word poem hahaha probably get in trouble for that though hahha ok I ahve to go I have people coming for a party and I have a million things to do an I am already behind the eight ball... blather anytime you like hun ;) love and biggest hugs Jayne x x x

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest One

The poem is enchantingly lovely, but I sense there is more to it than you've written here. and I cry... Love, Cat

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Cat

(((((((((((((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))))) .... this one just poured out the other day after reading one of Joes and a comment by Anna ...then I was asked a question and this is my answer ... love you dear one and i miss talking to you ... hopefully one day soon we will both be online at the same time love and mountains of hugs Jayne x x x

16 years 4 months ago

Don't have time...

before I go to work, to give proper comments. Will get to it when I get up tomorrow. Have some other things to deal with right now. Love and hugs, Gee

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Gee

Whenever you get time my friend you take your time ... you do what you have to and I will see you when you get time ... love and biggest hugs Jayne x x x x

NM

Nicole Michaels

16 years 4 months ago

Less is more

I am loving the first stanza, its tension and imagery. For me, it reads well, a contrast between the permanence of cornerstones versus simple shoes. And detaching soles, so clever, and a lovely use of slant rhyme when paired with stones. I am also loving the visitor glimmering among objects. Nice inversion of truths there. And who wouldn't want to use the word "fresco" in a poem? I think the poem would be stronger if it were shorter and the author picked her favorites in some places.

NM

Nicole Michaels

16 years 4 months ago

Oh yeah

I also meant to add that I would write the poem in the present tense to enhance the sense of urgency and immediacy that is at the heart of the subject matter.

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Nicole

I am really pushed for time today but I just wanted you to know this is in present tense ... this ones been in the writing for a little while and its already been excepted to be published so I am a little hesitant in changing much there are a few places I plan to tweak and will take all you suggestions into consideration ... thanks so much for your time on this one ... unfortunately for a change I dont have the time (something I usually have buckets of) kind regards and appreciation Jayne-Chloe

O

16 years 4 months ago

Revel in the light that

Revel in the light that opens our eyes. Dear Jayne, you are rediscovering the wonders of childhood again; shove your face into the fruit of life and drip its savor into your heart. You have earned that right to fly into the poets cloud, above the curses and garbage of the world, and Catch the comets tail. B

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Barry

You are much appreciated and loved here I hope you know that ... I always smile when i see your comments ... I will grab that comets tail and make it mine never fear mum gave me the courage to step out of my comfort zone ... now I am out lets see what comes out next i am working on one for later on tonight ... you just inspired the last lines if you would like a look love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x x x

16 years 4 months ago

All I have Is

Lady Jayne All I have are astral dreams I am always astral travlin' Electric Blue

16 years 4 months ago

Dear Maggie

Your a multi talented woman with so many gifts dont sell yourself short dear lady you have more gifts than I do hun ... look after youself and take care love Jayne-Chloe x x

16 years 4 months ago

All I have

Lady Jayne I am just being realistic my dear friend. My dreams they only seem to be alive when I am elsewhere but I will never give up there is always hope! Thank you Electric Blue

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Maggieand thats the

Dearest Maggie and thats the spirit that will get you through never giving up Carpe Deim .... love and biggest hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

16 years 4 months ago

J.B. Longo-GeremiaAnd all

J.B. Longo-Geremia And all these things y ou will have, my Jayne. Patence. Everything will fall into place becaue you wish it so. Piano, piano. Poco a poco.... Love Joe

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest Joe

well see what fate has in store but I never give up ... just find another passage to my dreams for they are multitude biggest hugs and love Jayne-Chloe x x x

16 years 4 months ago

Taking me...

You have taken me to so many places with your wants! I have been to the stars and moon with you, and seen your country through your eyes. I have been blessed with your presence during my time here at Neo. If ever there has been someone to feel kinship with, it has been you. I love all my Neo-family, but it seems as though I have had something special touch me from across the time and space of the cyber-space of the web. Keep on dreaming and telling, I thank you. Love and hugs, ~ Gee

16 years 4 months ago

Dearest GeeYou hold a

Dearest Gee You hold a special place in 'our' hearts not just me, hubby is always asking after you and wondering how your doing,.... hes busy all the time and wishes he had more time here but life and work take precedence soon hes going to be able to be here a little more hes going to take some time off ;) that I could take you with me is a gift my friend and one that i always cherish for I am never alone on my scribbling travels eh ?? (hugs) love and higgliest bugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

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