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Soft Latitudes

Soft latitudes. Vast shifting distances surround us, out there beyond construction of faith, left to the gods,
Made to hold singular our grand spiritual bodies inside the barren, shifting emptiness of unholy promise,

And we become like the satyr languishing, wounded, singing in our own depths, down, down, down deep,
From inside the dark ancient wells which bore us forth, up to a surface echoing our hidden new beginnings,

And here there can be no palace this empty, no grand hallway this cold, forbidding, no true place to rest,
As we crawl in reaching toward your ancient form - touching infinity - without the promise of your giving,

And so we glide like soft petals falling, drifting down into your free rein, like winds finding meaning in the
Mizzen of a square-rigged sailing ship, adrift across your deck finding our rest inside your soft latitudes.

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) - Ireland

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Be autiful .....

Ladywind7,

Thank ye Darlin'. If ye don't mind a quiet moment with ye here, please let me say I really do enjoy your work. I like your style in here, Ladywind.

Be well, and, thank ye very much,

tommy boy moran / Ireland

I believed you to be a satyr chasing a nymph in my earlier reply but thought 'satyr' may be too strong word choice. How ironic, it appears here in this piece.

Now I see you are a satyr but chasing a mermaid.



I wickedly enjoy reading your poems.

Hope you don't mind my interpretations.

tulip2633

Thank ye, tulip2633. I never tire of your interpretations nor shall I ever tire of your fervor. I thank ye for seeing me as a satyr. I shall chase after You now.

You're so very pure and kind, Tulip.

tommy boy moran / Ireland