Soliloquy - The World Now Empty

 

Soliloquy – The world now empty

© 2016 Barbara M Schwarz

 

Purple Eyes Publishing (PEP)

the value of knowing

 

Published by PEP at Shakespir

ISBN: 978-1-910774-52-6

 

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On the front cover: “A perfect screen (to what has been)” 2015.

 

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Acknowledgements

For those who have encouraged me – I thank you all entirely.

 

May the wind blow free, explosive heart of energy!

 

 

 

Soliloquy – the world is now empty

 

Soliloquy and the heavens open wide for me

for all the world is now empty

 

Weltall – es gibt kein Schall : world call – the desert all

 

I shone today – a life at play with every verb and vibe

 

Good time to be alive

And in the elements thrive

 

The nature I now dive

The fluid collide

A simple joy ride

 

Soliloquy – the world now empty

when the heart is free

the nature of design

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. a free-flow sign

 

Another Spring – the hopes that ring

the lightest air

gets you there

 

manifestation – my own creation – a heart and thought sensation

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. elevation – thought creation – energy nation

subjugation a dissuasion

 

sweet pea memory

video energy when (none an enemy)

 

Happenstance the incident prance and at a glance I see

the future’s history

 

Perseid comet

sphere and from Medusa’s blood

Pegasus flood

muses’ wood

 

a simple storyteller is no fortune seller and I answer bold

the truth that stares at me so cold – I grow old and

cannot see the light in front of me

 

chiaroscuro – the contrast of what I think I know – the echo show

repeated flow vanished now to depths below

and I am cold and clear – alacrity appear

 

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. I snip the coin and purloin from her purse

each and every verse

the ‘uni-sperse’ appear – the way now very clear

a path now to arrear without fairy tale

 

I lift my wings and now I sail

I prevail for me

independently I travel now to see

what more endeavours to walk so humble free

 

untied reality

the roots that cannot see :

 

the whole earth is opened literally

and with all wisdom flee

back to reality

 

the finer part of me in strings of harmony

a note of perfection :

 

virtuoso resurrection

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. here and now I stand

‘music (maestro !)’ my command

 

but I have barely flow, unable now, just left to show

 

the lingering soliloquy – a garden’s memory united joyfully

as a living tree – the moment I see

reflects back at me

 

the soul tree of our lives – logo imaginings flies,

and though I exercise, I rarely show restraint above the quaint faint saint

 

here I stand for me in vibrant ecstasy and final memory of true simplicity

I lift and empty a strength to pure alloy

 

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. elemental free – the sun now beckoned me – now shine for it is time

to gather the sublime and lift to godly prime the outer to define

 

the limits of your verse – the stretched out universe

the joy to reverse

 

for what is last is first and the best is worst and from the Tao

I see an echo that bids free :

 

remember me when all around your life flee

remember who I used to be

remember who I used to see

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. laughing back at me

 

a joyful imagery – an ode to an old friend

a heart that ever (did) mend each and every godsend

 

and divine introduction – it was a light fluctuation

a kind of inspiration

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. a no-nonsense gravitation

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}.

when I turn around and see

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. a treasured hope – a mind set free to all of life’s luminaries

 

you were the one most sweet and beckoned to my feet

in contrast to design

the echo of time, and though I laughed a moment’s breath -

I knew that none now were left

 

and cleft from cleaver hand – the craftsman’s joy I understand

that hidden in the realm, it is the craftsman’s helm I wear for just one time

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. a final season to define

 

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. soliloquy – the wind that whispered fast and free

arose just as one hush

and with my might I crush what can turn to rust and decay

that’s how I liked it anyway

 

Why bring false effigy when all of life is welcome and all of life is free?

 

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. remembrance tree, I now see

soliloquy in walls of what used to be

my world entirely

 

world echo flee back to humanity

 

the simple monochrome – the last defence I leave alone -

I won’t crack no bone for I am in the treasure zone where

all I say and do rejoices through and through that I had met you

 

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. and artillery to the fore, my guns now blasting so much more than

what you had bargained for ! A final source I attack – the magic of a track

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p<{color:#000;background:transparent;}. that takes me forward as I tack the wind beneath my sails and all life’s

gusty gales of glee – I rejoice in my own energy !

 

The motion of detail – the image set to fail

when all of life impale on the old and stale

there comes budding through a Springtime that renew

all you held and knew vibrantly true

 

Soliloquy, the wind blew free the empty world that I now see.

 

 

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