Silent Nouns
Reflections
There stood a bank of water. Blues and browns muddled together as twirls of light made their touchdown. The reflection contains sky and leaves. Underneath was another land, a painted place she knew of. Some reflections have other ways of being. Inside her heart as she sat there and watched. Copyright S. Kamber
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Insiders and Tunnels
I wondered what was left in that tunnel. Of course, I thought I found it all. Lounging people and their golden flowers. The treasures and their conspiring causes. All treasures have them. Grains of sand piled up into monuments. Amassing a stone audience who worshipped their appeal. I don’t know why they were in the tunnel. I don’t even know what I was doing there. But, as I left wondering, I felt remorse. For what I saw and how it felt. Copyright S. Kamber
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Silent Nouns
In the meadow far from home lies a force of which I’ve known. Deep inside the seeds of grace. Blooms the heavenly color’s face. Yellows strong and greens with depth. This graceful field, the silence left. As though a concert stilled its players. As they listened through the air. Then they played the music after. Frolicking notes alive so clear. The force of nature spoke the rhythm. Colors strong brought forth their light. The silence opened up this message. Vibrations felt. Across the night. Musicians want to play their music. They are helped from wonders found. In a meadow grown with flowers. Twists of light. Turned silent nouns. Copyright S. Kamber https://youtu.be/9AWoOddxA34?si=tOOVblP1MMEjQ7hU Gelis · Natureboy Flako
2023
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