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Kati Shea

Updated: Wed, 4 Oct 2017 07:50 pm

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Just trying to raise the conscious vibration of the universe, one stanza at a time.


To create. To express. To give a part of your journey back to the universe. The ultimate indulgence and greatest necessity. What are we without the words to define it? But words are nothing without meaning implied. And how many times have I yearned and I've tried.. To use simple synoptical structures and flamboyant phonetics to idolize my truth? Falling flat, Speechless with a mouthful of syllables; All singing truth that is still an incomplete Lie.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 7th Oct 2017 13:51

BTW, I do like your 'sample' above. 'Speechless with a mouthful of syllables' is super!

But you can never experience the inadequacy of speech until you've known the span of perception and thought; words are just the trolley car. Which statement is pretty weird, but I bet you know what I mean.

When I took part in a 'Poets' Club', writing, reading, discussing etc. I met a fellow member one day, in a shop elevator. She opened her purse and took out a slip of paper, saying, 'Look, Cynthia: 'The Parting'. I keep it with me always.' I was so touched I wept.

The 'poem' was a real experience; and perhaps that is what truly resonates.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 5th Oct 2017 14:27

'the conscious vibration of the universe'? OK.

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