Pagans Poem by Clive Culverhouse
Pagans
you always said there was something
about the trees, and mountains peaks
were good places to sit, tuning in TV
sets as though we held the world, or
maybe the blisters from climbing did
a better job of showing how we lived
either way, the trees we revered did
all they could to tell us how we died
Pagans
poetry by Clive Culverhouse
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something there is.... no; something there's not Unseen! like the air Feelings without any touch in the kingdom of intuition! attachment by the thinking detachment from the sight EXISTENCE exists just till alive!
a poetic exchange thanks for sharing your words, supporting my poem Pagans.,
I put this poem on the poetry website Write Out Loud here's a comment from that site " Great piece of paganism. Blessed Be"
another comment from Write Out Loud " This intrigued me and inspired some deep thought. Thank you"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 7:16:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Indeed paganism draw us far away from real. We actually die not even realizing what's truth. Good thoughts.
thanks for commenting on my poem Pagans,