"Among the Haida Indians of the Pacific Northwest, the verb
for 'making poetry' is the same as the verb 'to breathe'."
~ Tom Robbins, from the book, 'ANOTHER ROADSIDE ATTRACTION'
We breathe deeply of this solemn air,
knowing Life is precious
with intent ~
the wind lifts our hair in a gentle caress
as we softly sway in its lingering dance
of dreams...
A silken whisper
bears swift, sweet solace
to an aching Heart,
a subtle breeze that soothes the sorrowed Soul...
We inhale inspiration
& exhale imagination with jagged gasps,
furious fire erupting in our veins ~
we try to capture emotions with mere language
& feel bereft at the futility
of such grand gestures of bliss unveiled ~
yet, we must pursue
this Path of passionate excavation,
unarmed by our confused Innocence
& seeking Eternity's Grace...
~ April 4, 2006
12:15 a.m.
Author notes
Picture credit: "Solstice of Redemption" by Rassouli
www.rassouli.c om
Background courtesy of Maureen
Written April 4th, 2006
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Another wonderful penning, my Dear. Not ony spiritual but inspiring as well. Thank you for sharing your enlightened gift.
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Thank you for hosting & for your kind words, Fallen forever...I'm pleased you enjoyed it...Be well, Poet...
Wanda
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Wow, a deep and powerful piece. Really intense and beauitful, the message and words were clear and sweet. I enjoyed reading this one, thanks very much for entering. Good luck and well done
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Thank you, PerfectImperfection..I'm glad you enjoyed it...Thanks for hosting...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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You have such a wonderful way with your words, I believe it would be impossible for one of your poems to NOT move me! Such a breath of fresh air, hopeful and haunting at the same time. Beautiful! Thanks so much for entering and best wishes!
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Thank you for a great comment, Toothpick...I'm glad you liked it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Beautiful imagery wow "the wind lifts our hair in a gentle caress
as we softly sway in its lingering dance
of dreams..." wow...This is out of this world, on top of the pamirs, or mount everest, or some venusian peaks (I am forgetting the names)
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Thank you, Rhymie...I'm glad you enjoyed it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you, suse...I'm glad you liked it, my Friend...Be well, Poet...
Wander
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Thank you, Terry...I'm glad you liked it, my Friend...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you, Julie...I'm glad you liked it, Lady...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you for your kind words, Levity...I'm glad you liked it so much...I have to be graceful in words...My feets is too big...
Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you, John...I'm glad you liked it, my Friend...I read a few of his books in the 1980's...I was writing down quotations from them left & right...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you, Lady...I'm glad you liked it so much...I agree; there are many talented people on this site & have entered your contest...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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That was beautiful. I love the quote and love the poem. It's true. A true poet needs to write almost as much as he needs to breathe. I loved this.
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I like that concept of breathing and pottery sharing the same idealistic phase.Nicely emotive piece Wanda.~~~Suseann
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Very good Wanda one of the better poems you have posted here very smooth and I love the flow of it good job my friend
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Graceful.
There is always such a wonderful art beneath your work. Literally and figuratively. I think the grace you talk of seeking is found in your work. Yes, I believe that would best describe it. Graceful. Thats how this sounds, graceful, like a ballerina in words. -
I loved this peice! trying to my capture emotions with mere language is leaving me feeling the futility right now! wonderful contribution dear Poetess! I also like Tom Robbins!
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Awww, thanks, Karen...I'm glad you liked it, my Friend...Be well, Poet... Wander Lea
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Thank you for your thoughtful words, Jean~Pierre...I'm glad you liked it...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you for your kind words, Steph...I'm glad you liked it...C'mon by when you can; don't worry 'bout tryin' to keep up with me...even I can't do that... Be well, Poet... Wanda
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this, dear poet..is the epitome of understanding put down by the pen of a poet. Youa re going to make judging this competition very difficult indeed. I already ahve three favorites and await new entries to push the bar as all of you ahve in this contest. I truly believe the entries are top quality poetry.
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You are one of the most gifted and passionate excavationist that I know ... another beautiful airy masterpiece
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Yes, this is definitely what we are and what we seek. Peace, harmony, love at the expense of endless, tiring hours of solitary questionning, is the path we must undertake to make sense of it all. And you depict it perfectly here, with an awesome conclusion:
"yet, we must pursue
this Path of passionate excavation,
unarmed by our confused Innocence
& seeking Eternity's Grace..."
Hugs
JP
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i realise once again, it has been FAR too long since i have read your beautiful writings. must do it more often. i have missed it! cant wait for more soon! from your friend in the closet, Steph.
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Thank you, August...I'm glad you liked it...I saw your page; you're only 18...I'm 47; I started writing at 14...In time, you'll be better than I ever hoped to be, given patience & practice...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Thank you for your gracious words, Dear Heart...coming from such an elegant talent & compassionate Soul as yourself, that's mighty praise, indeed, my Friend... Wanda
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Such a beautiful poem.beautiful description and fabulous picture.It was a fresh respite from the poem which describe mundane tumult in humainty.Words just flowd through your poem.I wish i could write like that.But...your poem is ...what can I say.just great.keep penning.Cheers.
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Wanda, this is beautiful! Once again you and I are writing about air but for different reasons! Or maybe not all that different. You are one of the best writer's on this board because not only can you craft a poem but you always share the truth and love. Good luck in the contest.
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Actually, Silvayne, that's a very astute observation...I was thinking of the Native Americans as they danced...I live in Oklahoma, so it's a natural sight to see around here...Thank you for your kind words...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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Pink Floyd's got nothin' on you, Scribe... That's lovely, Ian...Thanks, my Friend...
Wanda
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Breathtaking
Breathtaking! No pun intended. Well, maybe a little, as all poets do... this poem made me visualize the Native Americans of the plains, dancing to their tribal songs with the wind whipping their costumes. I get strange imagery from unrelated things, though. Another superb write!
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breathe - breathe in life, breathe in songs
breathe - breathe in love, breathe in poetry
as we glide along the curves of language.
there we go i inhaled inspiration oetry, arr i need a p 
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