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Violin Seeds

September 23, 2021
By Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
129 articles 33 photos 956 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love, because you can’t love your way out of the lunatic asylum, but it makes it more fun to be a lunatic.
--Me


Violin seeds,

how long will you lie fallow in soil

 so deep your roots will never end?

 Let the exotic rains and crystal pennies of sacred thoughts

 bring you a great draught of silence.

Silence is a strong rope that pulls you out of the ground

that many people spend their lives crawling and slipping and tripping inside.

Trust the rain of sunny silence to make you grow,

thorns and petals and all.

While the neon drivers and cardboard people crisscross the boardwalk

 as randomly as cereal thrown into a bowl,

 and the black distances from soul to soul increase—

oh, sweet, violin seeds, violin seeds,

 silence-born, shiny seeds, smaller than mustard seeds,

carry the pollen of promise in your wise growing stamen.

Violin seeds, grow over the bridges of despair.

Let the aroma of your silence

 fill up a shivering place called a world.


The author's comments:

In this poem, violin seeds represent writers or artists. It is about how they can find artistic expression even in silence.


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Lydiaq ELITE said...
on Sep. 29 2021 at 11:31 am
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
129 articles 33 photos 956 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love, because you can’t love your way out of the lunatic asylum, but it makes it more fun to be a lunatic.
--Me

Shape of my heart?

on Sep. 29 2021 at 9:21 am
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
196 articles 22 photos 1038 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

ohh this is awesome! youre a great poet!
whats your poem that goes o! i! ? i cant remember the title and i cant find it.