Friendship Poem

Let my face cave into your SELF.
Every picture of my thought
spills out of being wordless.

Let my fear of you go,
let lion talk.  Let the lion see.
The sun doesn’t bother what goes on
when it rises and sets on earth.

The disk of the world’s hidden side
is a darkness on my light.
The wonder of that silent spreading corona
pulls away the cloth behind my eyes.

I have no support. The saying stops.
Let soles of my feet be eyes
to see and love, pick up the ground.

The darkness on the sun
is angel’s finger on my lips
stopping speech,  making me hear.

I wonder much at my concerns.
As the reel unrolls, I clench in my seat
so forming views ; the Inward, inexpressible
gift of the holy, returns
as soon as I go.
No matter what happens
to me, my walls arise and fall, like
Rome on the ocean wave.

The safety in just looking
has no sense at all.
It takes the risk,
the leaping
of the absolute deer

and skittering over the threshold
pushed,  each moment
opens from each point
of space a bright DAN DE LION —
Be brave !  be bold !  be
absent !
Let it go !

When chimerae collide
in the upkeep clashing,  let
the Lion see
how in relationship,
several masks combine,
clashing and colliding
anxiety and peace.

Raising your heads together,
unquiet mother and fishy friend,
let your patterns pull
and drag you home.

The pull to drown within
opens the flower’s corona upturned:

a voice with
nothing to say.

from “Poems of Eclipse 1999”

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7 thoughts on “Friendship Poem

  1. *PARiS, 29.10.17*

    *HELLO JANEADAMSART*

    *SORRY for late of my answer …*

    *THANK YOU very much * for likeable (=SYMPAthique …) care to SHARE = poem + beautiful water-colour (=aquarelle ?) + photo russet (roux ?) CAT

    is it your CAT ? What is his name ? He is very adorable and he likes at my CAT !

    Me too, I have a *CAT roux* alike a big tiger ! And he is very nice with me …

    I call it *TiTi !* Nickname or diminutive name on his name ” *TiGROU(x)” *!

    and his character is like *honey *and like an angel * “trèsORange”* …

    in my HEART = it is my precious affectionate friend TENDERNESS *AMOURou(x)DOUDOUx* !

    I hope it’s *ALL RiGHT for YOU …*

    *SORRY *for mistakes in english and absence …

    And I feel a little frustration when I read, write and trying to translate english because I don’t speak english very well …

    And not available to learn and ameliorate my english …

    Also, not obvious ? (=évident) for me to translate your POEM in french…

    And difficult for me trying to write explications in english …

    Actually = NOT POSSiBLE for me to assure regular presence … (+ add various détails and affairs to set in order in my ORDi …)

    *GOOD COURAGE and GOD BLESS YOU*

    *and inspire at your soul, your ARTistic character (=nature) =*

    *CREATiViTY of His HOLY SPiRiT and LOVE HOLYNESS AMEN*

    *P.S. = With sweet CARESS (and “mAMOUR” for your CAT (roux) very nice …)*

    2017-10-18 14:16 GMT+02:00 janeadamsart :

    > janeadamsart posted: ” Let my face cave into your SELF. Every picture of > my thought spills out of being wordless. Let my fear of you go, let lion > talk. Let the lion see. The sun doesn’t bother what goes on when it rises > and sets on earth. The disk of the world’s h” >

  2. beautiful poem, im trying to read calmly all the posts, im on the last one, and i read the first one before.i like how you are spreading this wisdom, art a lot of times is not understandable for others as it is, at least of what i think it is. a reflection of what is deep and ouside of us, a heroic and hurt try to express something that signifies me. when better is told the apreciation better is the art (reflection). do you ever see a mirror on the floor? looking you from above seeing a sky up on the shoulders, in the meantime your image is carving the floor with bright reflections.

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