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I took some time today to assemble the smaller pieces of a larger thought. “Putting it all in one place” is something I have sometimes had trouble achieving. With it all together, I may find it needs a tweak hear and there.
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–Robyn Elaine Serven
–March 10-24, 2009
Hopes and dreams
of a better future
might be captured
in designs which
simultaneously
register
the disappointment
of a second-rate
present
and the struggle
to escape
the entanglements
of a past
constructed
out of ignorance
Strands of stardust
woven spacetime
arranged to collect
better days
true emotions
radiant ideas
clasping truth
in the clutches
of abstraction
to be spilled
when bleeding
is necessary
Bliss created
from stardust
memories
seeds coalesce
from strands
of time
and shed
their husks
creating space
to weave
the threads
in the tapestry
of existence
Wings spread
designs of life
unfolding
between the filaments
as the tapestry
is woven
out of sparkling threads
against the background
of the void
Designs expand
replicating
inexactly
stretching
the fabric
of existence
until it shatters
Shards compress
in an optimistic
but perhaps
unattainable
quest
for a stable
future
Collapsing
folding
tumbling
through time
and space
the fractured
connections
melt and reform
bubbles seeking
minimalism
clutching securely
as much form
as can be
remembered
while embellishing
with renewed hopes
and refreshed dreams
Dreams
within hopes
within dreams
solidifying
essence
of absolute void
formulating
the building blocks
of possible futures
while casting off
the seeds
which grow
if tended carefully
into what should be
our better natures
Structure
begets structure
hope gives birth
to greater hopes
dreams are dreamt
even by beings
existing only
between the breaths
of a dreamer
The present
condenses
out of untold
alternate futures
and drags the past
forward
like a ball and chain
Life is endurable
if only one can find
the beauty
amidst the ugliness
Strands
of space and time
crystalized
out of the emptiness
endlessly wound
on a bobbin
forged
from an uncarved block
The tatting
knitting and knotting
interlace
the hopes and dreams
in the reality
of the fabric
of the tapestry
The wheel turns
orbiting onward
progressing through
space and time
available
for the wanting
until the void
ruptures
into reality
all generated
by those initial
hopes and dreams
of a better
world to come
Like a circle in a circle
a wheel within a wheel
the painted pony spins
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Author
…into the future essays queue correctly, so I thought I would go ahead and put it up now.
Robyn
Thanks Robyn. I feel like I just got a special Sunday treat. 🙂 The art and poems are all beautiful, my friend.
Hope you get the queue bugs sorted out.
Author
…over at Daily Kos as well.
Extremes exist …
… suspending subtle subterfuges,
… while we warily wend our way,
… letting lazy language
lap at our feet.
Nope, don’t ask me, not a clue. I’m recuperating from finally finishing the Transbay Train Box Trilogy
It’s beautiful, Robyn. I especially loved this part:
and of course your graphics are just stunning.
(Just curious: why did your poem flush-left when I blockquoted it? Do you know?)