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Lifted

Contributed by Silent-No-More on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 01:18:00 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems






The difference is so enormous
That it borders on the edge of being ridiculous
And sometimes…
Sometimes I feel badly that you know nothing of it.
And yes, I know, it is mine, of course –
But it is not mine to tell
Though if I had the chance,
I honestly think I’d do so well.
Oh God! I’d be emphatic, rambling endlessly
Of the everything that it is,
I’d turn those metaphors into memorable
Mentions of something more
And I’d sing, I’d actually sing,
Not hesitantly -
But in full voice
The way a bird sometimes does
As it soars across the sky
With its delicate wings
That just may be the strongest things
Known to you or I.
And I’d sigh…
Over and over and over, I’d sigh
Deeply,
Passionately,
Profoundly…
Until those sighs were everywhere –
Until, they were all around me.
And you’d understand,
You would!
Even if you couldn’t hear me –
Just in seeing me, then, you’d know
That the beauty of the moon
Exists in how one looks at it
As much as it does in its glow.
Yes! you’d know then…
You couldn’t not know
For having felt the electricity –
The pulsing, the tingling
The sparks
Flitting and flickering
From my fingertips... my fingertips!
(My wings!)
And you’d want to be me
Once you were able to see
It… this… my enormity –
You’d want to grab hold of it
Steal it, run with it
Fly to the moon with it
You’d embrace it in the way
That some people embrace sameness
When they don’t know any better
But to do so.
It would comfort you, excite you, delight you
It would change you
And the difference… would be enormous.
It would…lift... you... up
Into the true blue all-of-everything
That you once called the sky
And I know why...
Oh, but it is not mine –
It just isn’t… mine to tell…
Though, yes, if I could,
I’m really rather certain
I would do so well.




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Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 02:57:34 AM AEST
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wow! Very powerfull, up lifting, awesome, incredible write. In this write, longer is very good. I happen to luv it too.
huggs, big smiles,
emy


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by ButchHoward on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 08:12:44 AM AEST
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Oh Snemmy! Words fail me at reading this gem! I feel "lifted" at the experience of breathing in these words, crafted as a watchmaker would turn raw metal into a living timepiece. The one line that shook me from my morning stupor:
"Into the true blue all-of-everything
That you once called the sky" -THEN, I listened to the recording....I am in awe...
Butch



Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 11:02:43 AM AEST
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As a performance poet with a lot to say I was "lifted" to new awarenesses with this magnificent piece o' work. 'Twas humblin' 'n' exciting and I so wanted to listen to your reading but this dang dial up line in the mountains wouldn't let me. kudos, snemmy~

wabl
KenMoore
cowboy


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by ever1der on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 04:57:06 PM AEST
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as always; perfection.


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 07:00:44 PM AEST
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You voice seems to be getting stronger, Chris. Stronger and louder. I think it's wonderful.

I like this, it seems more real and 'honest' than some of your other work. Not that I think you have ever been dishonest in your poems, I just think this one seems more open than many of them.

I love how you use words, and also how you italic and bold certain parts, nicely effective.

Good write, sweetie.

*hugs*
Phil xxx


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Willofree on Friday, 9th June 2006 @ 10:18:39 AM AEST
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A powerful and awesome poem. This poem conjures up an experience I've had recently on several occassions. I'm a little hesitant to share it, as I don't want to sound weird....but here goes. What happens is a wind will come up rather suddenly. But it appears more t hen that. It seems like an enormous ball of energy with some sort of life force within it...an all powerful existance. And then from within this traveling field of energy, Jesus will reveal Himself and appear as if He materializes from within this encapsulated mass....and He talks to me (communicates). I hope this doesn't make me look too weird?

Thanks for sharing "Lifted", Snemmy

Will
It's pretty scary to share this, but I see you as someone who would understand


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by bronzen on Saturday, 10th June 2006 @ 12:23:00 AM AEST
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excellent write


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Adelle on Saturday, 10th June 2006 @ 02:04:39 AM AEST
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holy cow, you are a good writer!!!


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 10th June 2006 @ 05:08:36 PM AEST
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I read this several times before I noticed the link to the poem reading and what a treat that was.You're wrong,it is yours to tell and you've told it,though not what it is.That secret is the essence of this quite extraordinary poem.Not some much lifted as euphoric.Stunning,

Den


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Sunday, 11th June 2006 @ 11:06:24 AM AEST
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This is stunning.


There is simply no other word for this Snembelina....If you weren't made to write, I don't know who is. You speak in such innocent tones in your writes, like all wide-eyed, and it gives one the feeling that you see the world in a fresh light that the rest of us could only hope to be able to grasp...Splendid! Wonderful work here my dear.


Scorp.
(Who feels lifted after reading this, and is ever-so-grateful for it)


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Monday, 12th June 2006 @ 01:39:15 AM AEST
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Read the poem, heard the rendition (lovely oration), felt the feeling resonate with the one in me - sometimes it does feel like it will burst the seams of the self, but in reality it is an inner feeling without full exposition, only hopefully, recognition and some connection byand with others. An inspiring and infectious post.

Spike


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by lilmom101 on Tuesday, 27th June 2006 @ 10:49:42 AM AEST
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Best i have read today i really like it


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 08:02:01 PM AEST
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beautifully written.

be proud of this one.
I am for you,


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by JGB on Friday, 30th June 2006 @ 02:45:37 AM AEST
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BEAUTIFUL!!

I just don’t know what to say other than BEAUTIFUL!

Joanna


Re: Lifted (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Thursday, 20th July 2006 @ 10:31:32 PM AEST
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I know this is going to sound repetitive but as far as my commentary on this poem goes, this is something that I must say.

There is an honesty here that pervades from within your heart. An honest to goodness expression of the tender feelings of a person complete withal and true. It is not cloaked behind poetic rhymings nor structured inside interlinked ideas but rather told as it is...simple and pure. But the audio version perhaps carries it even further for it speaks of the person and her tone, an almost tangible form that sits perhaps in front of the listener conveying this message across af is it was there and then. Such is the power of the honesty and open expression I found herein for when the voice paused you can almost imagined the pouted lips, when the tone rose you can almost see the accompanying smile, and when you hear that sigh...you can almost see the wistful look in her eyes. Kudos...and well done. If Acair is a doorway to Fionndruinne's soul then this dear friend is a beautifully painted picture of yours. It speaks rather wistfully...of a strong longing but then there it is...the place where dreams die and perhaps hope begin...."lifted" indeed. Though ignorant of whatever you hopes and thoughts were as you were crafting this I wish you well for indeed and perhaps, as I see it anyway you "would do so well". In writing poetry anyways.




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