Mark The Poet – The Podcast
A Poem A Day #254: Morning
A Poem A Day #253: For the Love of Music
My Poem “Parting Ways”
It can be easy, if can be hard... you can feel free, you can feel lost - but there comes a time when one must become two again, because that is the way things are meant to be... things, people, can start out and seem disperate and different from one another - but over time, when multiple elements are mixed together, a new state of equanimity can be created and there is perfect harmony, maybe even love; however, most things are not meant to last forever - even though you may desperately want them to - and gradually tensions and tears start appearing it what was once a seemingly perfect relationship, and then things can get too bad and they become too far gone to fix and what follows is the eventual end of things... no one ever wants to envision the last time they do something... no one ever wants to consider what might happen when something stops... "goodbye" is a word no one wants to say - but things happen, things change, people change, people grow apart, and sometimes you have to do something as devastating and heartbreaking as walking away and partings ways.
A Poem A Day #252: The Goodbye Cycle
A Poem A Day #251: Perfectly Imperfect
A Poem A Day #250: Author to Author
A Poem A Day #249: Breakfast
A Poem A Day #248: Write
My Poem “Vibes”
It can happen instantly... it can happen in a flash... it can flow easily like water or like the words of poetry... it can happen fast. They can be like a faint rumble... they can be like a tsunami... they can make you feel humble... they can make you feel free. It can start as simply as hearing a song playing on the radio... it can begin with something as perfect as a smile... it can last longer than something that can be seen or shown... it can find you at the same time as you find them and as regularly as the shadow of a sundial. They can be bad... they can be good... they can be sad... they can be misunderstood; however, whenever anybody finds themselves somewhere, sometime, perhaps with someone who also feels what they feel and on the same frequency it can be more powerful than the gravity of the moon that creates the ocean's infinite tides... there is no way of mistaking the sensations, the emotions, the feeling of elation, the tingle of electricity that accompanies the rise of the spirit within that can inspire the thoughts, that can move the body, that can overcome and compel anyone with a wave of multi-layered and meaningful vibes.
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