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Dreamtime: Flight of the Spirit

RARELY IN TIME DO WE SEE WHAT BEHOLDS I saw her standing there, sobbing uncontrollably in heaving spasms...her nose crimson-raw, her whole being convulsing against the savage memory....replayed with every beat of her heart ...and nothing I could say or do GLIMPSES OF SPACE DEFILED, YET BOLD I try to become part of the place with others, but...they don't see me I'm there, I'm not there I'm in a different place .....they don't know me, I'm allowed in, but ....not welcomed they want me to keep following the path, I'm not ready.... BRIEFLY WE FIGHT SURE OF OUR STAND o precious rest o merciful sleep pray lift my soul and free my dreams LINGERING IN DEATH FAILING TO LAND

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Joyce Johnson

Date: 6/27/2010 1:23:00 PM

Congratulations on your win with this unique entry. Love, Joyce

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/24/2010 2:57:00 PM

Very strong images. Congrats on your win! LUv, Andrea

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 6/24/2010 5:35:00 AM

Congratulations James on your win in Nikko Palmario's contest "Your Snooze, You Choose". Love, Carol

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 6/24/2010 3:14:00 AM

Hi Jimbo :)--this was really a very unique write that had left very lasting images in my mind...what a very haunting yet beautiful poem! This sure was very striking! Congrats on being in my winners' list :) --nikko :)

Trudy Diane Rider

Date: 6/15/2009 10:17:00 AM

This is amazing james! the ending is perfect.. you truely are a wonderful poet! ~Trudy~ p.s. I'm glad you still enjoyed the rain whispers as much this time as you did the first. I'm honored. :::grin:::

Sajdah Al-Riyami

Date: 6/13/2009 4:53:00 AM

The ending Is such an amasing Close

Jay Loveless

Date: 6/11/2009 9:03:00 AM

Breathtaking. And Beautiful.

Brandy Megens

Date: 5/20/2009 7:22:00 AM

i felt this way most of my life and you made me imagine a better way unaware of the situation happening around me out of control of whats going on i understand so much i can relate

L'Nass Shango

Date: 5/18/2009 11:33:00 AM

Deep and full of the mortal anxiety that makes us desire beyond the material ... a great and provocative write is surrendered here ... well done O poet, O human, O brother.

Anthony Nutter

Date: 5/18/2009 2:58:00 AM

James: A very well written poem with lots of meaning. It drew me in. It strikes me as a person unable to fit in to the social circles they frequent. Nice write.

Colin Mitchell Williams

Date: 5/14/2009 1:54:00 PM

Hi James.... this caught me as being someone at a funeral, their own mourning unknown, their own compassion reaching out.... their own acceptance realizing what it means to be a momentary ghost departing the world... cool write my friend

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 5/14/2009 12:43:00 PM

this is deep,you re reaching for someone who is passing from a trauma or sadness in life,you think she doesnt see you there,but who could not feel or see when he's being loved?you are seen ,heard even if you take a different path,we all lead different paths mt friend---your dreams are deep and wonderful-bravo--charma;-)

Sandra Hudson

Date: 5/13/2009 3:31:00 PM

Dreams are hard to interpret, some say they are Gods neglected means of communication. I can never remember what I dream much less write it down. You are gifted-AA

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 5/13/2009 2:44:00 PM

Tell me, Jim. Is this written from death's point of view? It is very intriguing. The capitalalized words are a poem in and of themselves. And so are the small letters. Then, when put together, the real thinking begins. Come on Jim. Am I close? You know I love your poems. Love, Dane

Sharon Winter

Date: 5/13/2009 6:46:00 AM

Thought provoking. You capture the reader within your well written words of angst. Amazing work. Love, Shar

Christopher Higgins

Date: 5/13/2009 4:07:00 AM

James, my friend, you never have to conform to anyone style with your writing..if your endings are going down a certain path then that is the avenue you should..I love this piece and the ending works well...thanks so much for your continual support on my work..you are a talent my friend.

Anthony Nutter

Date: 5/13/2009 2:39:00 AM

I feel humbled reading this creative piece. What a talent you have nice job great read. Thanks for commenting on my poetry you have soup mail.

Charlene Bird

Date: 5/12/2009 8:52:00 PM

James you are a gifted poet indeed! It is sad when we can't help someone in pain, sometimes the best thing to do is let them cry, scream, and shout and knowing that we are there just to listen always means more than we realize at times. This is wonderful friend! You have a big heart! Thank you for you kind comments on my work, always apprecaited.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/12/2009 7:32:00 PM

Excellent write, James! That first verse reminds us that sometimes we feel helpless as we watch others suffer. And I like the sense of longing for recognition and acceptance in the second verse. Love, Carolyn

Sandra Hudson

Date: 5/12/2009 5:43:00 PM

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