Friday, June 8, 2012

Happily Forever After

The sights are in lavender's and florescent green,
The mind drifts sweetly amongst raspberry and violet blue
The heart swims free, in the deepest red you'll ever see
The body floats atop vitality
The soul sways forever more

There's a thousand voices all around
yet only a few do your ears command
precious melodies made just for you
forever and always
eternally sharing it's life
the heartbeat of a melody
breaks free the chains of darkened night
allowing love's symphonies to sing it's purity of light

It's a place, like none other
where aromas stretch endlessly
through gusts and gales it's scent sets sail
ever reminding you of nourishment and care
instilling the memories of those times, those special
times, when it was never a question, as to whom cared

For all seconds yet to stir
internal visions embrace
the pleasures that result
from tactile bliss,
from the soft caress of a silkened skin
to those warm hugs you loved as a child
and those tender touches, tame to wild
and in such moments, nothing frays thin
when enrapt from the sensations echoed from a kiss

Where linguae mesh, merge and blend
a thousand pleasures primed to taste
sugary sweetness of nature's fields to
the mixtures made in combination, the
texture and the savoring, the nibbles and
the bites, only the favorable, where sustenance is birthed in fun,
where excitement builds into orgasmic scenes
every delectable moment wrapped into one

all life a-rest in balance
where harmonious sensations breathe within
from the parallel to the plane
a recumbency just the same
Supine and prostrate
prone to rejuvenate in relaxation's ease
internally flowing waves of pleasure's seas
to the soft blades of grass, to which the mind
forever wishes such moments to ever last

Perfect ideas swell in thought
enticing memories realized each waking set
where the purities intrinsic to your own beliefs
dance hand in hand with the fantasies and the dreams

All the senses make the one
heaven's breath breathed upon
the never-ending coda, the most beautiful songs of the swan
connecting the familial to the holy, that natural to the societal
ever joined in perfect companionship, always aligned in this, your
most blessed of blessings, forever immersed, forever alive, in
this newfound universe that you once did all you could to fight and stave, that's since become
a world that only ever feeds your soul with passion and love
an idyllic dream you wish and pray to forever stay, alive
with all perfections living as one, never alone, never far
from this sense of God's everlasting glow

Charles Miller is hosting Meeting the Bar over at D'Verse, and has prompted us to write about a world unlike our own.  I really enjoy world building, and have wrote many pieces with intricate settings, but for whatever reason, tonight, after rereading Charles' excellent write-up, I instantly grew full, with the thought of the perfect universe of the afterlife.  And while, not 100% fitting to the theme, I thought the muse should not be denied.  And that, is the backstory.

Please head on over to D'Verse, read Charles' excellent intro, check out what world's the other's have shared, and while there, perhaps you too, will become inspired to create a world of your own, but please do share when you do.

13 comments:

  1. Sensory overload in this one, Fred :-)
    For the very strong of synapse only. I will stick with the 'All life a-rest in balance', where the Mean-Sun reigns in its own Mean Time.
    The rest reminds me a little of being in the middle of the Jubilee Concert on the Mall :-)
    A Tour de Force! Well done.

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  2. Love is the key to everything, isn't it. I myself think it is the fabric which binds us all together and keep us in harmony with the universe too. Loved this:
    'It's a place, like none other
    where aromas stretch endlessly
    through gusts and gales it's scent sets sail
    ever reminding you of nourishment and care
    instilling the memories of those times, those special
    times, when it was never a question, as to whom cared'
    Your writing is always on such a deep level, and always so full of fluid imagery.
    Great writing Fred!

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  3. smiles...a other world i hope to one day visit...it is rather beautiful...and a place ruled by love and all the sense tingled along the way...rather like the intimacy of your heaven too..smiles

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  4. This is glorious is in its detail of what is in reality incomprehensible. That eternal light and love that brings immense solace and resolution to whatever earthly pain or spiritual untangling we have endured or undertaken in despair. I once met a man who tried to paint heavenly scenes without any shadows, just all light. Theoretically, that was correct of course, but the result was artistically disastrous. Your words here, get beyond that conundrum, I think, as it inspires us with desire fir that light, something words can tap into, with all of their emotional attachments to the human spirit. In doing so, you have given us a menorable, uplifting vusion of bliss.

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  5. Fred- I especially like:

    all life a-rest in balance
    where harmonious sensations breathe within
    from the parallel to the plane
    a recumbency just the same
    Supine and prostrate
    prone to rejuvenate in relaxation's ease
    internally flowing waves of pleasure's seas
    to the soft blades of grass, to which the mind
    forever wishes such moments to ever last

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  6. It's a place, like none other
    where aromas stretch endlessly....love how you touch all the senses here..really could feel, smell, taste it..this floats wonderfully warm and re-assuring..

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  7. LOVE your first two lines. Gorgeous coloring and flavor. :)

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  8. I thought this one would be right up your alley, Fred, and I(the complete skeptic) could feel the intricate world of life after death come totally alive with every longed-for perfection so out of reach in our own world--what could be more alien to the human race than complete happiness, love and good? Great piece, Fred.(Love that tag, 8 senses, too.)

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  9. Look who's finally back as he watches supernatural at his shack and in true form as well, coming back from Hell. Going into that from above with all kinds of senses that tingle as you finally come back to mingle..haha

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  10. So much richness in the content here, and as with the other piece you did earlier in the week, I'm not Suprised to see that you are also a screenwriter, as your pieces often unfold like a scene from a beautifully shot movie rather than a stand alone poem, well done on another epic!

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  11. it's interesting how you describe aromas. i was just thinking today that when you enter a place, probably the first thing that affects you is the smell.

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  12. I have been so behind in my reading and here I see the perfect example of what I've so sorely missed. This is beautiful beyond words. Your writing is sublime.

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