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[creativesoul]

i walked to where
the thing came down

quietly in restoration mode
resistant and defensive

walled in
to dreams i will remember

closed off from the pickled
fruits of spiritual flavors


i sent the smell of me into the winds


the energy had to be removed, replaced and sung to
in the shower of tunes that bring me home

.......to the 'quiet place inside '
oceans sway the land to grow

there is nothing more i need to know


tell me the secrets of the heart















lunch
dinn

[dadio]

Yes, fine poem.

[jackofnightmares]

yes tell me too
the secretes of my heart

She could see right through my glass heart
her calm steady gaze
her clear hazel eyes

Have not seen her in fifty years, but all of a sudden—last week I dreamed I saw her again. And she was a crone i was at first sight but she was looking at me as if to see if I would turn away from her, I felt her fear, I knew her fear and she was studying me trying to determine if I still loved her as she was,and in my secret heart I realized I still loved her.
cathexis
is such two bit word but that is what it was I felt the energy reach out my being towards her.

cathexis is defined as the process of investment of mental or emotional energy in a person, object, or idea

But it was still a dark vivid dream,
I awoke thinking of death.
I wondered if she were still alive.... And I missed her all over again.
But I was grateful too
for the dream,
that brought her back to me
from a distant past




nothing to do with your excellent poem,
I am turning in mr. cellophane in my dotage
so sorry about the long ramble here.
I dream my life away

thank you for writing

[stilltrucking]

Tinker Jack and The Tidy Wives
why I got to thinking about that I will never know
maybe it was because she had "a hearing heart too"
as do you

sorry about the multiple replies

[creativesoul]

Once , my neighbor in Hawaii was having a " bad day" he said" there is no spiritual anything, unless God is a big ear" I laughed
As time goes on
The big ear thing makes me happy
Long time ago-, my youngest told me" our ears and nose keep growing - but we shrink when we get older"
So naturally - my conclusion is" even with great ears and noses, we do not always smell disaster, or hear it when our heart is not in agreement- "
Perhaps I am crazy after the bike ride that was 14 miles thru a sunny San Francisco day with my son and his dog and his lovely wife! Love- I am learning is best given!
My younger ideas of love were so full of folly!
Peace