Unmade Shapes

[jerboa]

These forms of self and systems within
All my needs and wanting desire
Comes to shape when thoughts conspire
And shortly after in time comes
The artless ribbons of my dark hums...
In their silver dances and chrome colours,
To watch them selves weaving through each other
Show new colour,
And against my background
I lose myself in those things defined...

In a feeling I found a guide
Something I see and feel inside
Without a shape nor form
Its always above and beyond my norm

For in time all changes and must adapt
As thoughts and feelings of now are trapped
Connected to nature of form from which I lapsed
To build with people, is to never truly know
So I let go of a moments thought,
Expecting to meet some reflection of what we all court,
A shape of Love as we try find peace for our past that defined it.
And try to keep nature safe in that.

This is inspired by words I heard last year from the god light, I forget the author of those words, but someone said "I take no form, I am formless".

[jerboa]

Editted a fair few times, think its done. Realised after I'd posted it I'd not done a very good job, mayhaps the current version is better

[dreamlight]

Jerboa, well defined, my friend

The images are so powerful and I can see you clearly visualise what you write.

It has a sense of longing and wanting to be known.

A pleasure to read, and thank you for sharing.

[cyberangel]

Dear Jerboa,

I loved your poem. Beautifully written. We are often our own worst critics of our work LOL. Everyone will relate to some part of it I'm sure. Well done and thank you for sharing my friend.

Love and Light

[jerboa]

heheh thank you Dreamlight and Cyber. Love and light x

[elizabeth09]

The images are so powerful and I can see you clearly visualise what you write.

[elizabeth09]

The images are so powerful and I can see you clearly visualise what you write.