Paloma P Poet Prose Poetry

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Poetry is the air I breathe,
  lifeblood trickling 'tween
    luscious marrow in my bones,
existentially rooted crux reflecting  
Amen's utterances & hallelujah certainties
    'round reality's technical formalities
   foreshadowing furthermost prevalence 
       of comprehensive earthy assumptions
            & defining whispered whimsies, 
  exhaled betwixt sunrise's saturated ache 
     for fiery transpired virtual presence,  
        literally composed of complicit
  synchronicity resoundingly set ablaze
        mid expounded otherworldly desires

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Freddie Robinson Jr. October 27, 2016 at 4:08 PM Lovely complexities in your visually stunning poem, Paloma. You cover the panoramic scope of emotions/consciousness overlaid on the sensory grandeur of our universe. A very daunting task that was carried out to poetic perfection, at least as far as I could tell. Fabulous writing, lady. Much love to you. RW

White Wolf October 26, 2016 at 8:32 PM Tha soup has come alive since your arrival Paloma. And this gem is the reason why. A great piece from a great poetess. Paloma P October 27, 2016 at 4:01 AM What a sweet thing to say, thanks so much Rick!

Alexis Y. October 26, 2016 at 5:13 PM Hi Paloma, I really enjoyed this write. It was a well crafted piece. You made poetry come alive in a sensual yet tactful way. Although you wrote more than ten lines, if this was submitted to my " poetry "contest it would have most definitely made it on the winning list. Because I felt every word. A without doubt seven:-) Alexis Paloma P October 26, 2016 at 5:54 PM Actually, I originally had that in mind, but I couldn't edit to save my life! :) Thanks so much Alexis.

Chris Green October 26, 2016 at 4:52 PM Such a wonderful poem that is so easy to believe after reading much of your work. This may be what poetry is to you but you are poetry to us. Paloma P October 26, 2016 at 5:52 PM You're too kind Chris! Many thanks and look who's talking. :)

Daniel Turner October 26, 2016 at 4:26 PM Why don't you tell us how you really feel? Eloquently expressed, Paloma:) Paloma P October 26, 2016 at 4:50 PM I'm not revealing all my secrets Danny. :) Muchas gracias my poetic friend.