tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143298662035871143.post8014763229084635523..comments2023-03-24T04:07:12.429-05:00Comments on PS--Pensacola: A gemAnomiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16294010648536175374noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143298662035871143.post-602423349712973702009-06-27T18:34:54.696-05:002009-06-27T18:34:54.696-05:00Pat and John, I'm glad my words could move you...Pat and John, I'm glad my words could move you, that's a really thrilling thing. As for poems, I'll post a few soon. I'm glad this blog has begun.Stefanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14644801932626162266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143298662035871143.post-28726568483946318862009-06-24T12:11:36.935-05:002009-06-24T12:11:36.935-05:00It's a slow roll,
but take heart in
knowing
th...It's a slow roll,<br />but take heart in<br />knowing<br />the ball will forever<br />keep going.Anomiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16294010648536175374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143298662035871143.post-555040803759070952009-06-19T11:20:56.013-05:002009-06-19T11:20:56.013-05:00Dear NPS, it's Priya the traveling poet report...Dear NPS, it's Priya the traveling poet reporting LIVE from the South of France, started to look for the local joint here for a poetry night while I am abroad, the coolest thing I wrote for the day were short verses:<br /><br />"New Eyes" #19<br /><br />New Eyes,<br />No more old prescriptions for the New.<br /><br />Could people from Pensacola put up some poems on here? Waiting for the sacred fire to continue, thanks!<br /><br />-Priya, Aix-en-Provence, FranceBlossomunicornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11652540125873355629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143298662035871143.post-29012679312728598662009-06-18T09:51:21.323-05:002009-06-18T09:51:21.323-05:00These words guide me to the well-traveled place of...These words guide me to the well-traveled place of self; A place of free will and true incarceration. There is an old word... one of my favorites that speaks to this.<br /><br />VERVAIN. (Latin) Ver (to see) Verdad (truth)<br />add vanity and you (I) are driven to have others "see our truth". If you google this word they will attempt to sell you an herbal remedy for the condition. With more search the "condition" is described (partly)as being overzealous in our discourse, to take hostages (my paraphrase).<br /><br />I need my truth to be known also, IT IS SO CLEAR that I walk into it constantly (lol),<br />being drawn to the gentle eye and impaling myself on it's horn.<br /><br />Stefan writes "but where does that come from?" It is a lovely question and to not pose it is suicidal... we die, or at best fade away. In looking toward a celestial grace I may see myself as the great unknown. What will I do?<br /><br />So my morning is now complete, (thanks anomie)<br />the Great WhatAm is strolling and I know I'm not alone (thanks NPS). The song in my head was written by John Hiatt:<br /> "You can learn to live with love<br /> or without it<br /> but there ain't no cure."johnny angelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02909889282919792996noreply@blogger.com