this strange existence
flowers falling from the sky
material and spiritual
nowhere to die
i get perplexed
from all the brainwashing
i’m disappointed
from material sloshing
i know what’s real
but i live in illusion
and then wonder why
all the confusion
feeling this unworldly love
amongst those that remain fixed
in the human realm
the unsatisfying existence of living with
them
it could be a utopia
so alien
Excellent poem Sandy. I can really resonate with it. š
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wow…thank you !! I just whipped it up without much thought or revising…like i usually do….(what do they call that ? ) STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS…
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Yes. Poetry is an artform like other art forms. A connection with the divine. š
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I sent you a video in iCloud mail & a email from Yahoo…..<3
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Thanks. š The power of technology. Love your beads šæ and especially love the cat.š
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