claustrophobic between the greys
I’m sure an alien passed me by, not once but many times
blazing sun evaporating wet rivers
all sources of light hold a conference to discuss their future
mingle with nature here; valleys exhilarate
Unfastened seatbelts; willpower ready to leap
Balancing weight of existence with desire to fly
Do you see a thought shoot across the sky of existence like lightning?
Magnificence of thought!
-window of hope leading to a room where spring lives
stars holding secrets, moon playing guard
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A lovely poem Reena! Love the last two lines! Xo
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Glad you liked it. This was a challenging format.
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This makes an interesting poem read together.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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Really like this one.👏🏻
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So glad about it. Thank you, Melissa!
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While there’s a very real sense of the heaviness of life, it’s also quite playful. I really like the idea of stars holding secrets and the moon standing guard.
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Thank you, Kim!
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Reena, the notion of an alien passing by, the blazing sun evaporating wet rivers, and the conference of sources of light contemplating their future create a rich tapestry of imagery. The balance between the weight of existence and the desire to fly is palpable!
~David
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Thank you so much!
I don’t know what inspired those lines at that time. But those are being interpreted differently.
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This pulled tightly together in a logical and enjoyable thread Reena. Well done my friend… 🙂✌🏼😘
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Thank you so much, Rob!
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Very nice combination of lines, Reena. I liked the thoughts that each line brought to mind as I read through it.
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Thank you, Dwight!
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You are welcome.
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Oh WOW! How I loved this! I especially love the light sources meeting to discuss their future. Very wry and witty. Totally enjoyed this poem!
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So glad you enjoyed it. Thank you, Sherry!
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The poem reads like a blend between reality and a dream-world, a sort of ‘space between the veils. Loved it!
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Thank you so much, Oloriel!
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“claustrophobic between the greys” – I really like this line
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Thank you so much!
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Love that image and how the opening line contrasts and gives way to a great sense of freedom
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Thank you, Laura!
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You have captured that ‘claustrophobic between the greys’, Reena, especially in these lines:
‘blazing sun evaporating wet rivers
all sources of light hold a conference to discuss their future’
and
‘… valleys exhilarate
Unfastened seatbelts; willpower ready to leap
Balancing weight of existence with desire to fly’.
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The chosen lines need to make some sense 🙂 Thank you so much, Kim!
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To me this tell the story of a reality unblurring and becoming clear and seeing the stars (and maybe let them hold their secret)
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Good interpretation 🙂 Thanks, Bjorn!
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