Wish all my readers a good year ahead- a brighter revolution around the sun!

 

It happens sometimes

When you surf profiles

Out of curiosity.

 

Sometimes you

Even fall in love

With the picture

Of a lean faced man

Who loves cigarettes

That you hate

Because your father smoked

As he paced jaguar like

Behind dreams in a fog.

 

The profiles stare at you

From different angles,

From places beyond your

Reach. Life never took you further

Than you needed- the nearby grocery store,

The mall after the bridge, maybe the train journey

Home- a place where nativity roosts. A bird, a star,

A memory, a cloud?

 

They start to breathe, those pictures,

They inhale  possibilities

And exhale grievances,

You sigh at the face you will never know

But know nonetheless for the geography

A face cut can palpitate. You search

For the face-a name, a blog, a voice.

 

Then lights out. Night simplicity.

Technology sleeps in wires,

Transactions dream of tomorrow.

Dew drop faces disappear

One by one, love dissipates

And you hug a dream.

 

© neelthemuse,2011

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  1. Excellent. There is something of this in all human communication, so well expressed by the best novelists, but electronic communication often exists free of all other clues: you don’t hear the tone of someone’s voice or see their body language or notice how the people they’re with are reacting to them; so dreams can more easily take on their own life.

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  2. nice!

    “your father smoked

    As he paced jaguar like

    Behind dreams in a fog”

    and the third stanza with it’s line extension buildout w/images

    and “Technology sleeps in wires”

    and, well, i guess i really liked the rhythm of this, the way it seemed to crest in the 4th stanza, then ebb out to a finish in the fifth

    the cigarette theme had me thinking i’d “maybe” like the poem, but it’s depth and imagery carry it way beyond the usual, thanks neel!

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  3. Thank you yoga adan for filling me in on what works for you….this is the most interesting aspect of the writing outcome. Different aspects of the poem mean different things to different people…that’s a learning process in itself.

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  4. hi, read your response last night and it kinda stuck with me, kept reminding me of when my wife and i would set up in malls and art shows, and we’d personalize our shorter sayings/poems for people

    there’d be a poem or two i liked and thought was nice, with a good clean sentiment and words, and the person reading it would cry! it meant so much to them, because of their experiences

    and of course there were those i still think of as my rare gems, and people would say something like (when i asked how they liked it) “well, hard to find anything written for this, so it’s ok” 😉

    i guess it stil surprises me, i’d gotten more used to this kind of reception-variance with my paintings, ’cause the visual didn’t have words to steer the person, but i guess every human interaction is like that, makes it interesting indeed! 😉

    thanks neel, happy new years coming!

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  5. We must not stop dreaming, nevertheless. I feel you saying this to us in this poem. Thank you and bless you and may your 2012 be filled with light and love and joy and dreams.

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  6. Absolutely yoga adan…..responses are what surprises. This poem, for instance, I didn’t know what to make of it….until I put it up here on this blog. You paint? Wow,would love to see some of your paintings on your blog! Wish you a wonderful writerly good year!

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  7. Oh, wow–this is Good. I’ve been in life-long-love with just such a face, so I get this almost too deeply. And probably should just leave it at that…

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  8. hi neel, yes, here’s some links to paintings on my site

    general category link on anything “painting” –
    http://yoga-adan.com/category/arts/paintings/

    sample of specific works :
    http://yoga-adan.com/2011/09/10/adans-original-paintings-s-7-12-plus-1st-review-at-art-hop-september-2011-burlington-vt/

    http://yoga-adan.com/2011/05/25/adans-original-paintings-5-austin-at-night/

    there’s more toward the end of the scroll down the category link, and of course i have a bunch more work, but am only posting bits of that work right now, but my writing and image work has alternated and gone hand-in-hand for a long time

    thanks so much for asking, hope i didn’t clutter this w/too many links

    ps – paintings take so much longer to do, and require “x” amt of space, so often i defer to doing photography right now vs setting up with the easel, but that time will come again 😉

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  9. Loved reading this and your other poems, should have done so ages ago, my apologies and my loss. Enjoying myself browsing through your work, thank you for sharing so much.
    Kevin Connelly

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