The Golden Path

[Piper methysticum]

..I write alot of poetry, and this is something I wrote today. I'm in a mind wandering mood, so I thought I'd post it:

A voice of many,
sent in arial flight,
brought back in unity,
through the wind in trees.

The sky speaks words of wisdom.
we hear, and struggle to comprehend.
The moon whispers, and the sun screams.
We are not left alone, yet we are lonely.

Together our souls meet,
at this place, this wonder.
For a moment in time we are free.
For just a moment we are alive.

In life we endure,
and receive teaching within dreams.
This gift, a holy land,
we have the privilege to embrace.

Deep inside, through our veins,
there is a light, a strength.
We must find it and follow the golden street.
Laced with autumn leaves, this path is ours.

 

[Cat Again]

enjoyed8)

 

[plazma]

This poem seems to have a kind of quiet beauty, in the way you write describing so evocatively, images which are extremely powerful, but also understated. Your use of metaphor and descriptive language is very skillful.

If there's ONE change I'd recommend, it would be replacing 'aren't' in the second stanza, with 'are not', I think it would sound slightly more in keeping with the theme.

Definately a good-un though.

-plaz out-

 

[Piper methysticum]

Yes, I would agree with the "are not" thing.

 

[Innocuous]

Not everyone can create a structured poem and keep that structure so beautifully seamless and unobtrusive. I like that. You're well worth keeping an eye out for.

 

[Piper methysticum]

I love writing poetry. Over the years I've become alot better at it. I will post more when I have time. Alot of mine deals with pain and depression, and alot of it deals with the beauty of the psychedelic experience.