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    dots Submission Name: Suffer At The Wondermentdots

    Author: AsiaticFox
    ASL Info:    28/M/A butterfly's dream
    Elite Ratio:    4.8 - 254/389/301
    Words: 213
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nature
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    dotsSuffer At The Wondermentdots

    I am gasping like a fish on a dock;
    it is hard to breathe
    when beauty is overwhelming.
    There is too much that is wonderful
    and I cannot embrace it
    or hold it firmly in my hands.

    Outside the window
    the spring wind shakes the branches
    of the Purple Prince on my front lawn,
    leaves of green and purple dancing
    like so many little blades in the sun.

    It only takes a mere glance
    to see just how lovely it is,
    and I become aware of my heart
    thumping in my chest.

    If I were to pluck a leaf or a bud,
    I would only diminish the beauty,
    therefore it must not be disturbed.
    And yet I yearn to disturb it,
    to have something tangible of this singular moment of awe
    and make it eternal.

    But the leaf will dry up and wither,
    and gradually turn to dust,
    its beauty stolen away
    by the ravages of oxygen and time.
    To try to capture the beauty of flora
    when it is at its most healthy and luxuriant,
    one only brings autumn and winter
    before their reign is to begin.

    Therefore I must leave it alone,
    and suffer at the wonderment,
    die at the beauty,
    be lost to life itself.

    Submitted on 2015-05-26 09:33:40     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is a very good visual poem. Just as you describe the feeling of being pulled by the beauty there is a pull at the heart when I read just the mere glimpse of the picture that you describe. I love the beginning when you describe how much more complex the description of the beauty that you see then you can describe.

    When you talk about plucking the leaf and how it would diminish the beauty so you must not disturb it but then you yearn to do it, it reminded me of being a child on how awe struck you’d be over something and how you had to almost disrupted everything because you’d want apart of that excitement, almost setting the scene to be innocent.

    The last thing is I like how wonderful you describe the details and how it just really gets to you and how you really set the scene, then jumped in and just tear everything apart as if to make us readers to suffer the same emotion that you were effected when understanding of the gradual decay that lays upon the earth. Its almost an oxymoron but it all so very true.

    Thanks for sharing

    | Posted on 2015-08-06 00:00:00 | by faideddarkness | [ Reply to This ]
      Humans are the only creature that may sometimes be caught staring wide-eyed into the scenery, frozen in a surprise-like pose with slack jaw and apparently struck totally mindless, but in fact with the whole mind and emotions concentrated on a sight or a sound or a smell or whatever.

    And in another moment you might turn to a companion but be simply unable to make a suitable remark - yet I reckon this poem you made here is that remark! With a completely reasonable argument you present a moment of exaltation that is far beyond reason, and remind me that if (with the theory of evolution) there is a mystical purpose to life, then we are introducing to the Universe our moments of higher awareness as a new thing, the romancing of nature's "thought" ... something like that. Your verses here really hit the spiritual plane in a clean, respectful way that I am much enjoying.
    | Posted on 2015-06-08 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]
      You know that awfully over-used phrase "I feel this on a spiritual level"? At last, I totally grasp the literary concept.
    On a more...detailed note, what I'd especially want to adulate would be the following;

    "If I were to pluck a leaf or a bud,
    I would only diminish the beauty,
    therefore it must not be disturbed.
    And yet I yearn to disturb it,
    to have something tangible of this singular moment of awe
    and make it eternal."

    These are reflections I so often adjudicate, truthfully. I'm even rather awe-struck that it be placed in such a lavish string of words. Just as it is drawn by the comment prior to my own; your imagery, over-all usage of context and definite logic all ties together seamlessly.
    I really am terrible at critiquing- I simply find it that I grovel if saying anything at all.
    | Posted on 2015-06-05 00:00:00 | by MyPeriodical | [ Reply to This ]
      I think this is why people take up the pen, sometimes. The need to have our hand in the matters of the natural world in some way. I find myself overwhelmed like this a lot when I'm kind of in the middle of it all.

    Today, weeding in the garden, I pulled the rake over some old pine straw and there was a tiny black snake. Just watching it wind its way under the porch I felt the need to capture the intricacy of the moments where I (we) come face to face with the things that are so vital and active but often go unnoticed because they are part of another, more pure realm than ours.

    It's hard sometimes to find a way to express those things, but essential to the experience. That's what I take away from this. There's a purity about this that I really enjoyed. Glad to read this today.

    | Posted on 2015-05-26 00:00:00 | by emwren | [ Reply to This ]

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