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GhumBy's 'The Portrait - an Original'

Part one of the 'The Portrait' Poem Series

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1) How I hate to leave the peace of that half awake state that comes when tucked snuggly in the soft sunlight of a chilly spring morn, where reality can't close in on me like an insurmountable brick wall. 2) Contented Bliss, Knowledge notices nothing else. 3)Through the morning mists of my mind, massaging messages start to seep sent from the source of my sensations. 4)I did not want to leave my peaceful position. One by one - awed senses awaken awareness. 5)Subconsciously a gay little tune plays on my mind.




-2001
6) A Faint Smile Drapes Across MY LIPS like Wispy clouds trying to clothe THE RISING SUN 7)Breathing a Beautiful Ballad, Boldly Pronouncing Pleasure, Not Ruled by Rhyme Nor Rhythm, But Resounding Spontaneity! 8)A little thought lifts consciousness to the next level. -- Realization! 9) Realization! I'm merely Humming harmony to another's melody, a delicate ditty, a song bird's delightful dawn descant DANCING ON MY EARDRUMS 10) I note other voices joining this Sweet soprano solo:-- 11)A terrified tenor attacking a tune, an insect in search of a life, 13) A Babbling Brook's Baritone Battletune, Burgeoning Battalions Boldly Beatingout Bravery, 14)together, they ferment into a formidable flowing form.



15)The early morning rays highlight a command performance, The chorus of creation Praising their maker's craftmanship. 16)The spotlight of warm inviting sunshine SLASHES ON ME 17)Contrasting sunbeam and shadow Plunge in playful pirouette As free from gravity as a Ballet dancing Marionette Against drawn curtains in stark silhouette. 18)On this flickering phantom eyes reluctantly focus, forced to reveal through the veil of sunlight a Resplendent Red Robin whose heart and soul is soaring in the heavens with the angels, Rejoicing.



19)Enraptured by the energetic expression of ecstatic effervescence eagerly emanating forth from every friendly feather and feature. 20) I watch, spellbound, in serene silence, 21)Mesmerized By all the elements conspiring, the magic of her manner, her merry movement, her mystical music, 22) Caressed by these furtive fingers I float off to the freedom found in the heavens. How could I fly without fear? 23) Later when the sun is high in the sky, the little Robin has gone, and the air is quiet and still, I go out to face the world, a song in my spirit, a spring in my step, And the memory of the enchantment remaining.



Having now read
GhumBy's Original Portrait,
next read 'Called', an aside,
before reading the Part Two sequel,
'The Portrait - Duet Parts'


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