Music, asleep,life, race, love,rehearsal,forgetting,dream.

Life is a dream within  dream

Image by Duru…via Fli

Life is not a race, it is a journey;

where the journey leads is mysterious unborn seed.

Those that love, believe in  the sublime joke.

They don’t know this is not a rehearsal;

we are taking a journey towards the forgetting.

There is only one race…the human race

There is but one life…our life

Ageless soul, regain your youth…

We are born asleep not knowing where we came

We die asleep and return to the forgetting

Soul has no need to regain youth

Soul was never young

Do not be sad; there is no sadness without memory

Was all for naught?

Ask the visionary: the poet.

Poets lead the circus parade;

marching ever forward  like boats beating backwards,

backwards into a dreamless past.

Yet, life can be an unforgettable music

that plays on and on…

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  • Mickey Pig Knuckles on Apr 11, 2010

    Oh Kitty, yes in deed it can play on and on as some will leave their legacy to live on forever beyond a grave. Its sad that so many never give a poet due credit as you are so right in every way through your well penned gift of writing here. At least you have one faithful reading fan and one that hopes your pens ink may never run dry. Thank You for once again sharing your talent and especially for giving more of yourself.

    Mickey Pig Knuckles

  • T.Rex McGoogle on Apr 11, 2010

    A wonderful poem, Kitty. Such deep thoughts. As good or maybe better than anything we read on Triond. It’s an intriguing title that should catch people’s eye. It’s very together for me.
    It is apparently clear that we must kiss up to all the other writers
    to have a “piece” like this to get exposure. Being a good work is
    not the point. The point is working your fanny off at the site reading as much as you can and saying nice things about their
    work, whatever the quality. If you do a 100 or more of those each
    week, then you’ll gradually get the fanship you need to get more
    comments. It’s cut and dried.

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