IN TRANSCENDENCE

Michael Edwards

 

 

IN TRANSCENDENCE

 

Beyond the lazy babbling weirs

by horizontal sunbeams thrown

the pointing fingered shadows reach

towards a land of gentle mist.

 

Obscuring vapours twilight cast

eclipsing past presentiment

from episodes of bygone days.

 

Ascending high in altitudes

above the ripple-spanning  waves

to echoes of their soothing sounds

all indecision drifts away.

 

Thoughts that kindle unsought flames

their burning embers now extinct

in ash the symbols of despair.

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  • Poetic Dan

    Very captivating indeed!

  • Goldfinch60

    Your words create a visual image in my mind Michael, that image is mine as others will have their own image in theirs.

    Love the artwork.

    A great start to the day in both words and art - thank you.

  • orchidee

    I'm gonna ramble beyond the weirs then. I never knew there was so much beyond them. Well, I know now, from this fine poem!

    • Michael Edwards

      Oh there's a lot beyond the weirs - including Ash Berles.

    • ANGELA & BRIAN

      Thanks for sharing Uncle Mike ~ You sure have waxed lyrical today ! Your elegant ODE and bleak landscape reflects how I feel inside separate from My Angel after being so so close. The AGONY is amplified by the ECSTASY ! Thanks for sharing !
      Blessings & Peace
      Love through ART & POETRY ~
      BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡

      • Michael Edwards

        Gee thanks - there is love and life beyond the weir.

      • Suresh

        Time is ripe to ride the shadows and finally extinct those thoughts.

        Read it a few times to extract all it had to offer.

        • Michael Edwards

          Thanks so much Suresh - so pleased you enjoyed the read.

        • Neville

          what a lovely set of words you have left a trail of wonder with today Michael.... Neville

          • Michael Edwards

            You're too kind - thanks so much Neville

          • Fay Slimm.

            Full of amazing imagery these lines betoken the changes when indecision is rendered extinct. Great read Mike.

            • Michael Edwards

              Ah bless you dear Fay - thanks so much.

            • MendedFences27

              Art - So, that's what it looks like beyond the weir?
              Poetry - I followed you "Beyond the Weir" into the "mist" and "vapors' (translation). I climbed "high" above the "waves" and made a decision. I'm putting this one into my favorites. No more despair for me. - Phil A.

              • Michael Edwards

                My last visit to the site today before trotting up the apples and pears to Uncle Ned for a bit of Bo-Peep (sorry but couldn't resist a bit of cockney rhyming slang) - anyway I shall be retiring with a smile on my face having received such a lovely comment - thanks so much Phil.

              • FineB

                Hello Michael,

                A beautiful write.

                I love the picture accompanying your poem the colours are a stunning combination.

                Keep writing FineB.



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