Marieta Maglas

Veteran Poet - 1,220 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Fascinating Truth - Poem by Marieta Maglas

This fascinating truth comes out from
your mouth to surround
my feelings like the lights that touch
the darkness in the underground - optical fiber sensors in the smart
fields with heat, vibration, bending or squeezing.
This truth is a thing I know for sure, a thing
I know I can live for. It makes me understand
our relationship from the inside out. A new sun is inside
this secret world of our little garden situated in front of
our cave temple, and I spend time fleshing
out precisely what "embodied" signifies. Optical fibers
always pick up ground tremors. Even so,
I am the only one trying to do something good
around, but I am growing up in slavery
on your love plantation,
which is ruthless and has turbulent waters. The sun disappears there,
nor its rays can heat the floods to make them disappear.
This truth is like a holm. It makes you rethink
what you know about the Creation, and what love means,
when you are

still alive on the edge of your thinking
between certitude and denial,
and when God is out of your vision. It is about overcoming

the idea of what makes you be so fearful. I fell in love
with you the way you fall asleep: all at once while standing
like the sun
in the sky before the sunset. Clean and uncluttered,
this truth belongs to a twilight time
and makes you, sometimes, do absurd things.
We are inside this plasma,
and plasma is inside everything. It is incandescent
in the sun, and I am curious to know if you
are able to stop orbit yourself around it even for a second.
No, you are not able to do this, but you are able
to stop the truths be spoken.

All the absurd things are cool. Their spirits loose
their oxygen ions to generate
that matter in no pain. The spiritual things
are in pulsing metamorphosis to break in pieces, or
to turn back after
a long, hard, but reversing process
before becoming anachronistic.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 4, 2014



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