silent numbers . . .
mathematics tell a tale
of visitors to my roadside stand . . .
come rest a while;
visit the living and the dead,
listen to the music and see the sights . .
and be aware that you are not alone
with your fears and your hurts,
your joys and your visions . .
here is an alien attraction . .. a sign along the way . . .
float on the sea of tears . . . so clear and warm . . .
a disturbance of blood long scrubbed away . . .
a place where I birth my soul's meaning
a flesh so new and tender,
so raw and fragile . . .
and yet must fear
the slash of the knife . . .
the indifference of humans in the shadows . ..
eyes glittering, pasted on unmarked faces . . .
I give myself as a gift . . .
to those who wish ..... to taste of me
the laughter that bubbles up,
the salt of my tears . . .
my joys . .. my fears . . .
the vision of my dreams . ..
the spaces of my existence . .. is here
for all to see . . .
and you I count
to make you real . . .
though a nameless number
you choose to remain . ..
"Surrreal" by Juan Carlos Buades Tardio
Music that suits my mood . . .
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yes . . . it works for most people, but never for this friend . . He says he never gets this little comment box when he clicks on the comment button . . . how is that possible? . . . in the past when he saw and wrote in the comment box it never got through to me . .. so something is strange from his end . . . . I am trying to figure out what it is . .
Thank you Barbara.
I'm glad for these opportunities for our lives to intersect
It's always good to share a few moments in eternity together.
Beautiful poem Barb, good choice of words to express your feelings, magnificently balanced verses, and awesome progression in your writing, from the beginning, leading to the conclusion. I really like it very much, very much!
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