mutuality is gainsaid
for one so well read
i am forever and ever anew
with the soul i travel
new fields we'll unravel
standing now and before
so it will be forever more
you'll roar when we tour
we'll soar with extelestial visions
for more seasons
decisions are fundamentaly
incidentaly factual
as your actual ques
to use whats yours to fuse
quite to amuse
all being good news
- Author: onepauly ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2017 01:56
- Comment from author about the poem: just something to let out the creative abilities in all of us
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Paul I hate to admit it, but this time you lost me half way into your poem. Could use some help!
I let each reader use his own opinion. this is not a government document.
this is poetry. and i'll say that most of the others poems I read I can get neither hide nor hair out of them. peace be with you.
Pauly, it this would be a government document, I would have to read it about ten times just to understand the gist of it. Believe me I know, I deal with Department of Health Regulations every day.
But getting back to your poem: Give me at least a hint!!!!
I try and I try. just let this one go if you so desire. I'm sure there are a lot more poems out their that make no sense at all. I'm not a politician, though I feel like one. everyone wanting me to explain? and if I don't say the words they want to hear, they crucify me?
OK, say no more my friend! I am happy to keep on reading your poems!!!!
your welcome my friend. HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!
yes, still trying to work this one out slightly. I get your vision of getting up, out and about in the tour of life. apart from that understanding I fell short at the end.
this is what that little voice in my head suggests that I write. so I write it. sometimes I'm confused as you or anybody else about the outcome. I'm not the only poet to write something that others cant understand. you have to read it and make your own judgement. in fact there are lots and lots of poems that I read from others that I cannot make any sense out of. I could explain and explain until hell freezes over and theirs always someone who wont be satisfied.
yep, that's very true but it shouldn't put us off the idea of writing. It appears you and I have similar effects whilst we are writing. my mind flows like the ink from a pen when it comes to thoughts and transferring them onto paper as such. I write a poem and hardly ever repair what's been written. write it and leave it is my thinking unless it's too obvious to leave in. none-the-less, we still need read the undertones of our poetry in order to understand it.
sometimes we know it, and sometimes we don't. use the word sometimes, its good therapy
I believe this is a message stating that someone goes on a journey in order to see things for what they are, in turn resulting in their abundant fuel for their craft. Well said.
What I get is you are
Talking about another
Person, maybe a loved one
I actually like it pauly as it
Makes you think, read it
A cpl of times and see
Something different..
It's a great play with words.
And also it has created
Good conversation between
Us..... but you are so right
About putting down what
Comes into your head..
I read some of my stuff
I've not published and to
Be honest it's alien speak !!
I AM FEELING HAPPY TODAY. THANKS FOR YOUR OPINION.
I understood that it is a travel between you and your soul. It seems a pleasant trip that brings good news. Good news is the kind of news I want to see. Thank you.
I've been thinking about it all day thanks.
Welcome.
The way I read it is to travel with your soul or it may be just you soul travelling and leading yourself into a better world. Though provoking write. Paul.
hello, there is something about it. you got to take the words, don't have to be all at once . and sink deep, away from distractions, keep thinking about the words as you let them go deep, the words then transform into feelings. like attracts like in the realm of the mind. thoughts will attract other thoughts of the same nature. follow the ones that feel comfortable. this is what I do. not you. this is just the way I do it. hope you liked that true story. onepauly
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