Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Soulsisters Realm

soulsisters realm

clanking and thumping into things
I pass through the door.
all clatter, chatter drops out there,
outside where every day blands
thought, imagination hides.
cacophony and chaos of mind
are not welcomed here. it remains
a fidgeting cast off, without.


here is a Tibetan sanctuary 
filled with energetic calm about 
the walls, draped across the chairs
it is tangible, to the point 
of almost visibility.
within the courtyard the ancient 
tree,  fruiting wisdom, sapience with life.
it is the beginning of any where. 

there are no sharp edges
nervous trills.  emotion becomes a river
flowing away, stately, humorously
as it chuckles over the hard bits
finding moments of lightness
even in the darkest of places.
voices are low, melodic, a breeze 
of pondering. there is no need to hide 
within fabricated worlds.

time is unnoticed 
there is always enough
this is the dream time
all is present forever
in the attic of the mind
incense: sage, sweet grass, cedar, 
tobacco gifts in red cloth bundles
never harshness, never doubt
all is gentle as the hush through pines. 

upon return, for there has been 
a great distance travelled, 
believe as deeply as the unending 
sea of souls, words have been heard, 
honoured, peace abides. 
the former whirling dervish retreats.

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Pipping Stars September 1, 2017 at 10:52 AM wow man ... how did you do that ... Patricia Cresswell September 1, 2017 at 10:56 AM How did I do What Timothy? just a poem about a place I go every two months. It is a traditional healer.

Russell Sivey August 29, 2017 at 11:25 AM This is Russell's wife, Emma, writing in for Russell. He wanted me to stop by and read this poem to him. Then he commented, "This is a wonderfully exceptional write my friend. I truly loved hearing this poem read to me this afternoon. What a grandiose poem with a stupendous ending. Thank you for the well wishes Patricia, that means a lot to me. I'm getting better every day, slowly but surely. But I'm in a lot of pain as I don't take many pain pills, they make me feel awful, great work." :) Patricia Cresswell August 29, 2017 at 4:00 PM Hi Emma (one of my favourite names)Thank you for posting. I appreciate that you are reading, by proxy, and enjoying the posts. Get well dear and try Voltarin it helps alot with the pain. I use it on my big owies. It is a clear rub with no burn or oder.