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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

Joy of omnipotent love elevating stars……

The day the Universe was created
out of the laughing womb of everywhere present nothing
loving mere everything to be yet,
In the very moment, in that second   the time the Insane Runner
Escaped out of the boiling pot of permanent eternity
There You were born together with divine dust
Comets & stars
And I was born to be rider of the stars and the storms.
Galaxy later We agreed to meet thousand times
To honour our Mother The Earth  
The Goddes we saw rising out of Nothing to be the eternal Mother
Of the rock  & boulder people
Of The Green Stem People
Of the breathing people flying, barking, chirping
  or running naked in the fields
and swimming in the rivers of lovemaking
And to honour our father - The Sun
The God of ever warm light,
our local source of continuous presence of miracle of life
which comes from the Father through the Mother
And You archetypal Eve thinking and loving
and Me archetypal Adam Loving and thinking
to be the divine people of the Earth
were blessed to eat the fruit of the tree of wisdom
So soon we loved our task many times
And we suffered for our task many times too
           And so much
So often the biting pain was so great we could not recall
Who we are: Divine people of the Earth. Not at all
Last time I saw you in your full Shine of divinity was warm summer 1589
Where the flames of sick human fury of hate towards
Our mother the Nature of things And the Nature of humble beings healing others
Sparked the bomb of bloodthirsty witch hunt and we both were burned
Alive                         yet the bravery & wisdom of you and me
to welcome the arms of our brother fire
Turning our young bodies into light fertile ashes
and realising us to the spirit of Father / Mother….
I asked you ‘’how we will meet again’’
And you smiled and said ‘’You will find me, trust me.’’
Black gazing People at the square did not say a word
thinking we were friends with their Christian Devil. Ha Ha.
And as the warm flames of the path opened the door
In that very second…… before
The Angel of Death pulled the curtain down for idiots gazing
I opened my heart and shouted
With all the love on fire: Let the love will bring you back to me
And you in the same very last moment
Opened your very boiling heart and singed: I will love you
Forever or Longer……
And than Angel of Death took his black mask off
And said with the voice of  love: I love you both
Welcome home
And took the fragile hands of our souls
And flow us back to the home of All that is
And now
after the surreal mysterious contacts of us two  were made
I happily wait for you to knock on my door
Or I will knock on the door of your car or home
I saw you already on Sunday and I will meet you soon
I just know I have found you again,
Because you were searching for me That I am
And I was searching for you That you are
I was searching for you in other woman who wasn’t who you are
you were hunting for me in other men. They were not who I am.
I felt you today touching my aura and sensing me
And I will wait for you and I will see you wherever you are even on the Moon
Full of its light bringing luck back to us soon
Forget the fear, throw it away, It’s garbage of the deserted past
Let’s show the world what LOVE IS     And forever let it lasts…

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