Portal of bright shadow (original poetry)
Portal of bright shadow
original poetry & photoswith audio
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"Portal of bright shadow"
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Who or what is it
That levitates golden
Through the forest tunnel
& ancient aromatics?
An evocative bouquet of
Winter's fade that feeds.
Air clears itself exponential
& melts time with the intensity
Of a boddhisattva.
Fire is in the belly of the mother
And she will produce, in her likeness,
The scintillating cornucopia of flesh.
The motion electric of generations
Can be seen in the eddies about
The waterfall's edge.
Worlds spring up and burn themselves
In those tendrils of aquatic light:
The freezing magma that seethes about,
Universal solvent and aeriferous maiden.
Elements teach their immortality
To they who love stillness.
Who love silence will hear
The music of spheres.
Will dissolve, lux diffuse
Transublimating ignis fatuus.
Will soar over mountains miragelike
& tangerine plains: over the opal ocean
Through the portal of bright shadow
To find who, or what, it is
That levitates golden
Through the world of frozen flame.
Notes
I love going into nature, it's one of my favorite things. Since I haven't gone out as much because of winter's chill, I'm making up for it now and going to a waterfall near me almost every day. I wrote this piece after coming back from there yesterday and recorded the recitation along with a recording of the water that I took using my iPhone. The photos were also taken using my iPhone. In some ways this poem is meant to contrast the piece I wrote yesterday morning titled "Passage of Dim Light." In the recording I played around with some tape delay automation and panning work. There's a short white noise/ambience section after the poem is over creating by manipulating the waterfall recording. It hit me yesterday while hiking that winter does end after all! Spring is coming!
Writing, audio & images
Created by @d-pend for
Steemit & @dsound
on February 21, 2018.
This poetry is dedicated to @d-pend lover of the natural and the best poet that known.
The forest keeps its astonishment before tremendous beauty, and the sun, kissing the waters listens to its purity.
The butterfly flutters on the perfumed flower giving her finery as a heart to her beloved.
And the soft and fresh breeze, mistress of these places, envelops with its sighs the bends of these parts.
The trills are already gigantic, the sounds reappear, and the noises echo this enormous green life.
The perfection in its forms is intact and solemn, the animal there does not kill, it only conserves its species.
They respect the other's nest, no one will try to steal it, everyone has their house, and it belongs to the owner ... or belongs to nobody.
The drug does not know her, nor envy and powers, each one only deals with what their duties are.
And still despise our mother nature? We believe we are important, and we are poor creatures!
Today we do not respect anyone, we surrender to pleasures, anyone is a gentleman if he has money and powers.
They kill you brutally because you looked twisted, they take away your illusions, dreams, and lived things.
And they say that this is living, that it is life, modern, I believe, sincerely, that it is living in hell.
Strange sweet words, the walk through the town, the door of an open house without a lock or jailer.
It is my dream to trust and think: there is no suffering! but those who govern are not moved by the feeling.
I do not want to wake up and keep living this. I just want to live in an honest world once.
And let the forest not be amazed by tremendous beauty, and the sun, kissing the waters, listen to its purity.
Nice poetry... Poetry comes from the heart which is either very happy or very sad.
Nature is the only biggest source of happiness especially when someone makes himself separate from it, it is also the source of continuous misery solving thing in humans life, that is why i Really love the nature :)
This is so true that who is silent would definitely hear the sound of the nature and these lines Who love silence will hear the music of spheres Wow, whatta choice of words <3 <3 <3
Yes, Nature heals... And, when we are divorced from her for long, we suffer. Good for you that you’re getting out there and communing.
Many defamiliarizing couplings and images in your ode to stillness and silence that make us pay closer attention. (Please, forgive the editor in me, but I caught a typo: bouquet 💐)
PS: our pet peacock celebrating a warm day in MD
What an awesome picture of your peacock! And thanks very much for pointing out the typo. I need to be more diligent in that area, it seems! As always I appreciate your comment @yahialababidi :-)
We poets are like that peacock, fanning our feathers as a form of thanksgiving and participation in the Beauty of Existence :)
Thanks, for graciously accepting comment 🙏🏼
Beautiful. The colors look stunning.
Great post! You just got a 8.28% upvote from @edensgarden!
Thanks for tasting the eden!
You got a 1.14% upvote from @allaz courtesy of @steem69!
Beautiful @d-pend.
I totally agree with these words:
It is the blossom of spring. For you in North Carolina you get it earlier than here and you get fresh air which is really something to be thankful for even as I wipe the Gobi desert dust off my eyes.
I spent the whole day outside and intend to write about it later. I will share a sneak peak with you.
That post will come tomorrow. I need some rest now :) Thanks for saying stopping by. Be happy:)
This is beautiful <3
Ooh my goodness, is this for real, how you made such impactive poetry,its actually awesome, i just follow you the last couple of days, am pleased to have you.
yeah sure, you do share the next part, the waterfall, all the clicks are amazing, true depiction of nature.
Thanks a lot for your amazing poetry and fascinating click...
Steem On...
the shadow of light that always adorns the universe, pervades every human soul tirelessly gives light, I also like to make my own poems about whatever I see
Thank you @purty83... yes, we speak sharpest when we speak from our intimate experience... :-)
@d-pend, Absolutely brilliant topic of nature indeed poem writing. I'm such a nature lover and always staying with nature if I've free time. Mixing with nature how so far fantastic feelings get to me and can be stress free. Dsound is exactly cool sound indeed if we hear totally, sure you'll also going to deeply meditation. Meditation really helpful for create our mind positively. Positive mind gives up life success. So look at what's facility giving to us if we love and mix with our second mother nature.
Glorious photography catch from nature by you. It would be remarkable decorations gives to your blog. Also its going to me near water fall. Now hear fallen water sound to me nicely.
Lets see.......Your poem style. I bet anyone see this definitely he/she reach and then love our nature...I'm pretty sure tell. Nice using words and nice contribution mmmmm......awesome. Your blog seriously creating for me today. Thank you very much friend..Love to hear silence..Sure...if you have big problem of course it can release from silence sound. I love winter season much coz I've never experience. Prefer to wait face in future. Absolutely you're really encouraging me through this post.