bee time

Time spider
Strings its drops
meadow like
to mornings gossamer's
of
translucence
into the pearl
web
day, as

eye to flowers;
i
sings a bee song
of you
and,

my heart
hived with bumbles-
honeyed erect
stingers
does this

to long the suns expressed music
in again the coming moon flower
night

— Orphani, Jan 31, 2010

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Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

“What we do for ourselves

How do we keep doing this, I wonder? Must be the serpent, rising in love. ~A p.s. good editing! that's the problem with writing a poem in the moment and not using spell check or proofreading, eh? I'm guilty as charged. "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." Albert Pine

Orphani

16 years 4 months ago

We dance the music of the

We dance the music of the hidden reed ,appointed by streams of water, keyed to timeless stones. to weesomes

Nordic cloud

16 years 4 months ago

Will the next poem be C(Sea time) and so on through the alfabet?

Dear brother Barry, Will the next poem be C time (Sea time) and so on through the alphabet? This is a style that syncopates the rhythm of the actual words, forcing them to sing the music of their sounds in short bursts of meaning. Well I am not a connoisseur of poetry and do not know the style but it has its strange charm and lilt that leaves the reader to fill in with their ideas and traits to complete the thoughts. If all THAT makes sense? With love from your sister Ann

Orphani

16 years 4 months ago

Your heart tells you, and

Your heart tells you, and you listen, and you hear, and you are as the mountains ear, understanding alphabets unwritten, but in your heart.love B

the_fool

16 years 4 months ago

nice

light hearted with a little story. like it

Orphani

16 years 4 months ago

You’re light hearted, and

You're light hearted, and got a good story I like you too. B