Kailashana

May 13, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

the art of streaming dreams

in the persistence of memory
my time is limited
my outcome is not a foregone conclusion,
i have no educated guess though
i am relatively sincere enough
to vote myself off this deserted island
no longer meticulous in the art of
being myself, no longer humbled by the
chance that speared me, like a trout swimming
upstream, rainbows all around me

Vacant illusions

do not astound me,
soon i shall be bereft
of words
melting me into another
act of love
returning to the sea of
dreams, sea serpents
and sirens
clashing titans
deadly apparitions

Samsara opens and closes all doors

but the wave?
does the wave
look forward
or back?
does the shore
regret footprints
washed away?

There's a world of starlight begging
for my indulgence.
I ponder my navel
and apperceive myself.

— Kailashana, May 13, 2010

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judyanne

16 years ago

excellent write anna

'does the shore regret footprints washed away?' 'I ponder my navel and apperceive myself' as i am always saying - i wish i had your gift for expression. love judd xxx

xena465

16 years ago

I agree with Judy

The images you create are fabulous Kailashana. Rosina xena465

Kailashana

16 years ago

Thanks for reading ladies…

Thanks for reading ladies... but no one told me apparitions was misspelled! I have such a nasty sinus headache today and Barry's on his way back (TO STAY!), probably driving through Pennsylvania, as we speak. YAHOO! ~A "Just as what you dream is your own and no one else can observe it, so the world you see is your own." ~ Nisargadatta

judyanne

16 years ago

that's great news anna

now we'll expect a couple of days silence before your next write which will be full of sex again????? love judd xxx just joking - i'm really happy for you both but there'll be no time for pondering your navel now xx

xena465

16 years ago

Sorry Kail

My spelling is not great. I didn't notice. I usually only notice the obvious ones and that word didn't catch my eye. I use the spell check all the time because I need it. Rosina xena465

Seren

16 years ago

Dearest Mum

I was just thinking the same thing that Judd said lol that i was coming back and you would probably go quiet for a couple of days lol ... loved your poem darlin I have missed reading you ... love ya biggest hugs love JayCee x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

Kailashana

16 years ago

Ha! I don’t know

Ha! I don't know nothin' about them birds and bees. Every read some of the smoking hot poetry (yours too) that sizzles off the pages at Neo. I may need extensive lessons from the NJ Giant. In either case, I can do two things at one time. Ho hum. ROFL. ~A "Just as what you dream is your own and no one else can observe it, so the world you see is your own." ~ Nisargadatta

loved

16 years ago

”’do not astound

'''do not astound me, soon i shall be bereft of words melting me into another act of love returning to the sea of .....'' AND YOU PUT YOUR VERY WORDS ON MY RIVER WALKING POEM TOO ''....but the wave? does the wave look forward or back? does the shore regret footprints washed away?.......'' U R VERY TALENTED indeed its wonderful to read ur poetry and encouraging comments too thanks LOVED

yenti

16 years ago

Anna

A lovely set of pieces to let us run with our thoughts well written there, I will talk later, take care of you over there, Yours Ian.T

shirley harrison

16 years ago

Anni Wonderful

Your poem is breath taking. i too will wait for a steamy one! Much love shirley harrison