Friday, May 8, 2015

Consolation

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My thoughts, turning southward,
donkey to play a new music,
but  a twenty-year consolation
to old soil soul
in short feeble breath,
leaning to purple lavender candle
to clean the mystical hollow passageway,
open to pestilence or blessings…
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24 comments:

  1. BlogorattiMay 9, 2015 at 2:32 AM

    That was a great read indeed!

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  2. Pat HattMay 9, 2015 at 5:25 AM

    Cleaning works for me, clean and let one live free

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  3. Sumana RoyMay 9, 2015 at 9:25 AM

    "to clean the mystical hollow passageway, / open to pestilence or blessings…'..i like this waiting and the image of "purple lavender candle" is beautiful...

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  4. Cressida de NovaMay 10, 2015 at 12:30 PM

    Plenty of donkeys playing new music now...trained monkeys playing old music as well:)

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  5. PeggyMay 10, 2015 at 4:13 PM

    Excellent. You wove this smoothly with so few lines. I love how each poet has such a unique take on putting the words together.

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  6. Jae RoseMay 12, 2015 at 8:05 AM

    I have faith in that lavender purple candle xo

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  7. brudbergMay 12, 2015 at 11:06 AM

    The pestilence of blessings.. that one really hit home for me.

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  8. Magical Mystical TeacherMay 13, 2015 at 3:48 PM

    There's a subtle art in being open either to pestilence or blessings. Some days I'm open to one, some days the other, although I fear the pestilence usually outweighs the blessings.

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  9. Vandana SharmaMay 17, 2015 at 8:21 AM

    The dry parched land has waited long enough for any consolation .

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  10. MaryMay 17, 2015 at 8:54 AM

    Love the purple lavender candle....seems so peaceful! And new music is always good.

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  11. Sanaa RizviMay 17, 2015 at 9:50 AM

    This was a pleasurable read :D
    Beautifully penned..!

    Lots of love
    Sanaa

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  12. Sherry Blue SkyMay 17, 2015 at 11:39 AM

    I resonate with that "old soil soul". And the lavender candle. Lovely.

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  13. gautami tripathyMay 17, 2015 at 11:49 AM

    This resonates with me...

    where the night is without wind

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  14. Gillena CoxMay 17, 2015 at 4:40 PM

    the old and the new meet again, and choice is given - "pestilence or blessings" enter bravely dear soul; May the force be with you

    have a good Sunday

    much love...

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  15. totomaiMay 17, 2015 at 5:27 PM

    i know i am wrong but reminds me of a massage or sauna - where we find dry selves being watered on.

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    1. humbirdMay 18, 2015 at 11:24 AM

      Oh, I can see your associations....yes, cleaning...

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  16. DonnaMay 17, 2015 at 5:46 PM

    I love the hope of this lavender candle bringing blessings....

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  17. TruedessaMay 17, 2015 at 8:17 PM

    I like the symbolism of the purple lavender candle..

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  18. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMay 17, 2015 at 9:36 PM

    An intriguing write, with a rather haunting feeling to it.

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  19. ZQMay 18, 2015 at 9:07 AM

    Very interesting way to put things. I enjoyed it.
    ZQ

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  20. Gen Giggles May 19, 2015 at 6:22 AM

    Good poem.

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  21. GabriellaMay 19, 2015 at 3:27 PM

    I too like the image of the purple lavender candle.

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