by Lauren Hynde
I read it, twisted my head and read it again, then gave ya a grin. (~_*)
You need to post more poetry. :)
By the way, thank you for doing something original with "soul".
He knows to write is to wrap his soul
in a body of explosives, Al Qaeda-style
good ole Senna IS still around! ;)
I, for one, am so utterly happy that you submitted this one.
*HUGS*
- Mindy
dangerous, explosive and that much more. Very good.
jim : )
The poet travels, not always linear, but in spaces at times confined, and sometimes beyond confinement. You are the poet beyond even your words, yet controlling them perfectly from a depth of purpose, precision and passion.
Music: the eternal, dancing on a page in rhythm, in beat, washing and expressing, taking the time, formless, expressing beyond what the linear'ity' of time is and yet -
to pull youself apart quickly, lay bare the shadows within, weaving it to the/ your soul - NEVER MINOR.
Beautiful - intelligent - passionate - intense - the meaning of not simply poetry, but of all writing with a poetic voice - intense - dichotimic between the words, the being and the edit.
Perfect.
T.O. LOL - you get it.