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kurukshetra grey
but iridescent with the glory of all dreams combined
some omphalos of lusciousness still pumps
an umbilicus of sates
to broadening skies,
parhelion whims
 Apr 2013 Joan Karcher
st64
You're building up a palace
For the world to see
How great you are
But do they know how loud the echo
In your walls.... is outdone
By the echo in your soul?

All pretty things to fill your life
And make you feel so useful
But yet, your day is dark and grey
And you still feel so blue
Oh, the echo in your soul.


Refrain
Why don't you stop....
Why don't you-ooh stop?
And tend your heart
Oh, feed your mind
And fill up your soul, oh
With beauty that
Cannot..... be seen.


It's easier to see your faith by showing
But then you're stuck in a rut
You'd surely nev-er-er leave
Outdone by the echo in your soul
The echo in your life
The echo in your smile
Oh, the echo-oh.... in your words.

It's harder for you to totally live your truth
For, it's not how you LOOK, but HOW you look
Take off the trappings and reveal
And see who you really are
See what you really are
See what you have become!

And now you're feeling all alone in a crowded room
You try to sound intelligent yet make no sense
Your stilted humour is outdone
By the echo-oh....in your soul.




Star Toucher, 26 March 2013
Written such a long while back...just on observations...lol
Capo on 1.
 Apr 2013 Joan Karcher
K Mae
walking in mud
     Earth receives me
    deep I sink
   feel as one
  cling to her
  new life arising
brave shoots ******
      with force of Spring
 Apr 2013 Joan Karcher
K Mae
I do not seek to change you.
you do this on your own
surprising yourself
delighting me
 *Shall I extend the same generosity
to myself ?
 Apr 2013 Joan Karcher
K Mae
cocooned within my fantasy
twisting floating feeling free
believing stories I've been told
this mortal wrapping now grows old
gratitudes and platitudes
now fall away a fruitless play
for ruthless truth
I've now a hunger
reveal the essence
shatter cover
consciousness grows not from mind
but deep my source my spark divine
I still wonder who am I,
on those rare moments,
I meet him,whom i think,
I am him.
 Apr 2013 Joan Karcher
CharlesC
Prairie wide angle
skydome over vast flatness
top down...

Mountain peaks reach
interrupt skydome with ******
bottom up...

Mountains and Prairies
teach crucial lessons
interlaced perspectives...
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