Final word
Final word
Final word
:
Orthodox aberrations of arrivals,
the dance of the lame by choice,
stanky stationary vision!
Oh! The things we should seek and prove together!!
To walk on land together
To walk on water together
To walk on air together
The increasing responsibility
a delight to the spirit
ever leaning forward
from firm ground
eyes all around.
Be brave!
Things are never as they say.
No final word
No final word
Be brave!
Be honest!







11 Comments
May 29, 2009 at 10:51 pm
Perfect, a transcendental poem.
June 1, 2009 at 5:01 am
Thanks, Paul.
May 30, 2009 at 3:06 am
Great!
Exactely, the final word is no final word, cause that is what makes it final.
No, things are never what they say,
words are never the said things
words are not.
June 1, 2009 at 5:02 am
Thanks, Mariana. Welcome back.
May 30, 2009 at 10:59 am
no, things just Are.
Be brave – yes. that is the good spirit. nicely done.
June 1, 2009 at 5:06 am
Good to meet you, Dhyan. Thanks.
June 8, 2009 at 5:06 pm
“Things are never as they say.” – How did you know I needed to hear this?
This poem speaks to me from a mountaintop somewhere, echoing through the clouds to reach me far, far down below.
It soars like an eagle… your voice here is God-like.
June 11, 2009 at 5:14 pm
I’m glad this touched you, Bryan!
June 15, 2009 at 10:39 pm
I love it — so wise. “No final word — be brave, be honest.” Sounds like an excellent mantra to me.
June 21, 2009 at 8:29 am
Thank you, Thomma Lyn.
Did you see the tadpole pics? I posted them mainly for your review, as you’ve become the Tadpole Queen and a certain level of accountability is surely in order.
Your book, Mirror Blue, rests on my side table, a temporarily postponed read due to my overburdened schedule. I started it and really liked the feel and I’m eager to continue.
June 24, 2009 at 12:46 am
Wayne, thank you for ordering Mirror Blue. I hope you enjoy reading it. And I’m going to find your tadpole post. I haven’t been online as much these last few days — taking a bit of a break — but I’m raring to go again. Spent five hours the other day playing the guitar.
Thank you for naming me the Tadpole Queen! I’m honored.