Dervish

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Fervours fever
Dervish whirling
Turning evolutions
Wheel
Revolves its
Spinning round
And rounds
Creations song
Is singing now
No nouns It’s growing
Going gone
Yet on and on
Feel the heartbeat
Of the living
futures tumbling
In a throng
see such sunlight
Seed the greening
Force for growing
Sowing needing
Time is motion
For no meaning
Sense nonsensical
This dance is leading
Ecstasy
Exhilarations
Feeling right in place
At home
Atoned in grace
Is here no face just being
Loved and loving life
Is reeling
Peeling falsehoods
Daze revealing
Naked truth in evolutions
Revolutions
Wheels are turning
Changes round
Creations song
Is singing bold
And going gone
Yet on and on…

©K Barr

 

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Sparks!

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Spirit flames
Within this heart
It dances
Dances free
Dances just for joy
For joy of being me…

Wild
It can’t follow
No designated script
Throbbing its momentum
For I am just the wick

©K Barr

Banner-up and Out

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Long ago I patched a rag

Of flag from fragments

Tied a template

From my sighs and

Flew it up and out of hiding

Down below in ground

So stranded in a land

Of disappointment deep

But banner up it ready soared

So glorious to blow

And throw itself a dance

With wind in fling of happiness

Unfurled and free

It romped and stomped

The sky in spinning rounds

Of ringlets in the giddy

Atmosphere of joy

I almost flew with it

Until the wind

Took breath

And in that minute left

My remnant pride to fall

Below to ground

And grind into the dirt

It came away

For just a moment

From

So long ago

 

©K J barr

Ring-Around-a-Dervish

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Ring- Around – a –Dervish

 

Rate around gyrating space

In resonance surround

Dilation of the hearts vibrations

Emanate the found elation

Of the passions in the actions

Ring- around- the sound of time

Is rhyming in a chime sublime

The oscillating fraction

Of this slice of finite

Joy erupting in the throes

Of everlasting blast of living

Life re-membered in the turning

Of the dance around the swirling

Now subsides into such hue

Of dashing colours blend

In lend of tone to each

We are beseeching other

To become at one with us

© K J barr