Spit it, Spirit

welcome to the spiritual dimension of a heathen,
To the soil I say hello

And to the wind - and the dry frost swirling -
I am weightless in sound energy - for in the air I blow

And scalding tears awaken me, my consciousness replanted,
like a spark within a deformed seed, cracked yet still enchanted.

Hear me heathens; here’s

An ode to all the sweet revelry; to laughter and my lover:
I bid a portrait of a heaven to believe in you and no other

Seeking the brightness to keep me alive
Singing a chora until the day we all die.

I've found the brilliance I sought to find
A permanence of grand harmony derived..

Remind me now of illness and goodness

colliding in duality

Beauty in totality.

Reviews

[B-poet]

Very distinctive, profound, deep and wittingly triumphant. A poem with commanding presence in light of a concrete message surrounded by astounding diction. Great work. :)

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

This is like spoken word brilliance, I'd clap to this, it's somewhat bizarre though in its harmonies.

[riskrapper]

great piece jazmen
stunningly evocative
connection well made

[quinfinn]

amazing write, close to my "beliefs"...i am pagan.....and that last line was one hell of a drop. very nice attention getter!

[Jazmen]

thanks! this one is special cause it was written when I was first attempting to hone my lovely conceptions of the Earth and for the shared energy I felt. I appreciate your kind words.

[quinfinn]

awesome write, awesome subject, well done!

[koty bell]

amazing!

[Rusty]

Incredible write!

[Ken Simm.]

Remarkable and as you say, soulful.

[Muse]

This was very unique...I'm glad I stopped by to check this out. They rhyming sequence...flows beautifully. The imagery is lovely. It did bring comfort to read this...like soul food it was a very satisfying read. :)))

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. stunning ...
. absolutely stunning work ...
. i love every word and every line ...
. and, i agree with your perspective ...

[ShadowWalker]

wow...... i have no other words right now just wow..... :)