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Winter Song
Waves of spectral energy washes over us
In sonic reverberation of fluid sonic temporal splendor
Melting into pools of lightness
Against the skin of sweeping spectral night skies
Resplendent in surging patterns of nocturnal vibrations
The lower fires are burning in the distance
The soft whisper of a breeze cutting the air
Raging against the rush of awareness
The quickening of open breath in the winter air
The fog billowing into the crisp awakening
The ocher glow envelopes the liquid blue sparks
As the star milk radiates with floral wonderment
We stand at the edge of the universe surrounded
By the celestial harmony of singing spheres
In blissful passion for life quickly passing
Again
Oliver Loveday © December 31, 2022 2:10 EST
I started writing poetry when I was 15 years old. That was forty years ago. Poetry doesn't generate a lot of income in this world today. Not here in America. Most poets who get published and make money from their writings do so by becoming professors in a college or university. I chose to go out where the muse felt most at peace and listened. She gave me many poems, ideas for art, and songs to sing to the universe. A few weeks ago my 15 year old daughter told me I was a reckless person. She is right. I recklessly post these poems on-line without any hope of generating funds or being honored in any way for writing these poems. Reckless me, I know these poems will take on a life of their own in the psyche of each person who reads them. What goes 'round comes 'round. I'll get my loaf of bread and bowl of stew in time. You can copy these to your word processor and print them out to read in any font you choose. I don't care. I just reserve the copyright on each poem. None of these poems should reappear on a web site or in print without my written permission. Each poem ends with the date and time it was written. All poems were written while at home unless otherwise noted. While I'm writing this note I'm thinking about a song Peter LaFarge wrote called "Indian Drums". He recorded it in 1962 before dying of brain cancer. Johnny Cash released it on "Bitter Tears" and others have recorded it since then. It's the sound track to my poems. Enjoy!
Oliver Loveday
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Poetry and selected photographs (including art work- 2012 (PDF 3.5 mb) New
Selected poems from 2011 (PDF)
Message From a Drum (April 20, 2012)
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