Sometimes I wish I could
hover awhile, just stop the world
so I can catch my breath, so I
can see past the blur that life
has become, to see the blue winged
dragonfly hover above an eddy.
Sometimes I want to fly a
helicopter above the floresta,
hovering at will for whatever
interests me, then land on a
remote mountaintop with no
roads giving access. There
I would sit and ponder, feel the
sun on my arm, the breeze on
my cheek, while the world waits
for me to push the “play” button again!
Your wonderful depictions in the second part of your poem can be achieved anytime we wish. All one must believe is that we are in this world and not of it.
-Alan
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:
Wow, what a picture
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Love this!
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Reblogged this on Temple of Entrada and commented:
ta dah!
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I am at a point where I am feeling so manic. I’d like very much to hover myself. Excellent writing!
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amen,
love it.
🙂
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That would indeed be an awesome trip! Nicely done–as usual.
Here is my offering for Potluck 48: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/14/the-lake/
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you are so very capable, wow.
Greeting,
It has been a fantastic experience with you being part of Jingle Poetry Community,
Your poetry is sunshine to us,
Hope all is well,
share and have fun with our 48 poetry potluck today if you could.
Bless you,
with my best regards and gratitude.
Morning!
xoxox
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I love this, Pat. Dragonflies, for reasons of my own, I feel to be a kind of signal that things will go well. I’m not especially superstitious or into ‘good luck’ but they came to my attention at a point in my life that changed my life. Your words and images are wonderful!
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Everyone should have such a place. It is great to sit and contemplate…nothing.
http://timkeen40.wordpress.com
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mmmmmm…..special…… : )
( I was in a very quiet, still, “hovering” mode yesterday, sitting in my backyard…and had a visit from a blue dragonfly …. : ) )
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