Where This Day Started

Moving souls in eternity …

moving souls

On the edge of two horizons, where ancient colors peak

light and dark wrestle together, when patterned eyes do seek

 

Birthing born of wayward ways, as different schemes arrive

hazy positions become themselves, where day and dark do strive

 

Patient powers within their homes, become so sweetly sewn

cloud covers present known spheres, where this day is shown

 

Tiny wriggly things roll over, throughout both day and night

where they touch and reach, ending each other’s plight

 

Birthing born upon wayward bridge, as born as one can be

fingers reach and touch each other, outside their virgin sea

 

Caressing newly formed path, one loving form began

craving all of everything it had, tears and pain so soulfully ran

 

When sweetened passions fair, apportioned through their site

all was brought so deep inside, combining day with night

 

Rolling in sweet bunking laid, playing body roll

toys of framing artery caught, did within sweet artery extol

 

Where this day started, this day to which one’s eyes adhere

acquired meaning to each face, did free with force one sphere

 

As time became it’s itinerant pass, through minutes and days obscured

relevant pursuant to seconds urge,, deeply inside memories were procured

 

As sweet air flows on through, time goes through so near

sweeping beyond selfish mock, in caressing smiles and tears

 

Brew becomes one swirling batch, as days become years once come

reality caress instills a glisten, bearing loyalty from some

 

Moving souls in eternity sprout, braving everything which comes their way

taking on passionate taste and touch, arriving soon beyond to stay

 

Years attend to minutes gone, bearing them through seconds yearn

booths at fairs slowly down, bringing everyone their turn

 

Where this day started, going through breezes so fully blown

offering shows from time beyond, showing everything so known

 

 

 

Donald Loudon
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Donald Loudon

I have been writing since 1967, basically as an emotional release, but in the last few years I have become interested in creation of forms as well as being socially accepted by my peers. So, here I am. Relate to me, please!

6 thoughts on “Where This Day Started

    • April 5, 2018 at 3:50 AM
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      Thank you very much, Phyllis, for your kind comment!

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    • April 5, 2018 at 3:52 AM
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      So glad this found favor with you, Tony!

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  • April 4, 2018 at 10:09 PM
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    Nice rhyming Donald. Well penned verse my friend.

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    • April 5, 2018 at 3:53 AM
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      Paul, you honor me with your very well received words!

      Reply

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