Poems to Ponder 3: Joie de vivre
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By: Larry L. Conners
Ah, the Joy of Life...To steal the juice from tomorrow's imagined fruit, that wondrous trope that exceeds our desperate grope...
To cling to fresh scents of natures vapors...a warm, earthy bouquet that give rise to primordial images of Man's first embrace with Mother Earth's protective arms...
Fill my lungs with such sweet tonic, a fully sated and platonic, Love Affair...
I love Life, and Life loves me... To look is to see, Beauty, not so rare...
When searching for something new, follow the worn path of yesterday...
Old friends provide hidden gems when blinkered eyes are swept away...
Peek, if you will, into my cloistered world, behold the majesty of silent contemplation, the fierce joy of rejuvenation....
Look there, under that willow branch, a woman pauses, tosses, a glance...You make a Willie Mays catch, toss it back, she smiles, such a sweet, sweet smile...
Oh, Heaven has opened up, what sublime pleasures await?...Two souls have met without saying a word...Is that not enough to relish forever..?
Larry
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Your words are pure nectar to my ears. To love life and find eternal joy along life's wondrous journey.Thank you for sharing your magical words.
I would hate to think that my difference of opinion with you on your other work touches or taints my admiration with your writing style. This was a nice trip through moments of memories and a few fanciful images on the way.
Thank you my friend and teacher for beautiful pieces of lines.
lol two agree with Maven and complement you dear Vladimir at the same time is a neat trick that I am somehow disposed to think I did poorly. I enjoyed this though.
I loved this........... thank you for the simple beauty found in words, and thank you for the smile.......... Kaie
You're wonderful!! "Nature's vapors" - inspired!! Love this. Every word and phrase is a delight and all so uplifting! Thank you!! I suppose it's partly prose - but mostly poetry, Larry - if I may address you informally.
Simply beautiful. I have never felt any of these things, and it makes me a bit sad for myself.
Those are delicious compliments for me, Maven. And I have tremendous respect for you. I'll have to make sure to live up to them if I can. I am prolific, though, for sure, and it does come as naturally as leaves to a branch. It's distressing to notice "forced" or "constructed" poetry. At best, it's a bit like the painted background of trees for a stage performance. Of course - that has a place but it is not "real", except real cardboard and paint.
My favorite description of poetry comes from my favorite poet, - my muse, - Emily Dickinson, and it came forth from her in a rare interview with Thomas Wentworth Higginson when she submitted a timid poem for an Atlantic Monthly poetry contest :
"“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me,?I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off,?I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?”
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Yes, to be honest - I've studied her life and letters more extensively than her poetry, though of course, it is impossible to resist the verses. You cannot begin to imagine how closely I felt akin to her life during a very isolated first marriage when my main outlet was my poetry. I found a kindred spirit in that shy, odd, small, repressed little poet with such a magnificently BIG spirit locked up inside.
Her "love life" was mostly all in her mind, unless some of the fabrications from little fact are so. Of course "Wild Nights, Wild Nights" raises many an eyebrow. At the time, it was not 'out' to raise any however. She was very close to her neices. It was to one of them she wrote of the dwindled dawn, I believe. Her dreams of love were probably ever like those of a schoolgirl. I wonder at times if she felt totally free to choose the lifestyle she had. Between strong father-figure and vision difficulties, her confidence was somewhat restrained. The time in which she lived was still not friendly to a really intelligent woman, either - and one with low self-confidence must have felt it keenly. But that she never broke out of it has always inspired me and helped me decide.
Heck Larry, we just need to be able to see the world through your eyes and your heart...I think you might have given us a peek and it was wonderful. Thanks much for sharing this verse! WB
Well - I meant to hit the awesomely useful and beautiful buttons but I hit funny too. We'll just live with it! Beautiful!
Ah, the joy of life, savouring the heart expression of the ever-humble Mr Connors. Thank you Larry, I love it all, even the comments make excellent reading. Your beautifully articulated imagery embraces life with conscious enthusiasm and presence. Presence, that’s what it keeps saying to me. Noticing all the wonderful things that are happening in the moment, and taking them in. I’ve just returned from a holiday to South Africa where I spent some wonderful times with my daughters, friends, and also just with nature. One of the highlights was getting up early in the Drakensberg mountains to watch the sunrise with my daughter. Forty-five minutes of bliss as we gazed and laughed and laughed as we reminded one another that this happens, in one way or another, every day. Thanks again and go well my friend. Russ x
I dont use the word beautiful much. Why i cant really say. But when i do use words i rarely say. One thing is certain. And that is that i mean it.I find most of your work to be beautiful. This is too.
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I often drop those Willie Mays' glances when they come my way, but, in the spirit of this poem, it's in the attempt that counts. Very loose and comfortable poetry here. A good read, as they say. Cheers, Larry, and thank you for the support during my first month on hubpages.
Maven, You are so talented. That is another beautiful, tender poem that says so much. Two souls together without needing to say anything but still intertwined. Beautiful!
The wondrous hidden depths of each soul. found as one spins this way or that through life's many paths. How we dart in and out, only catching a glimpse now and then of this or that. Voted up up and away, Have a great New Year full of prosperity and joy for you and yours. :D hugs :D
"To look is to see, Beauty, not so rare" - seeing beauty in so many unexpected and unlooked-for places - that is to live with awareness and the joy of the moment. That is the reality in consciousness that we sometimes call "heaven", having no better word for it.
This is a wonderful evocation of the moment of seeing and the experience of beauty. Thanks for sharing it.
On a different note altogether (or perhaps not so different?) I love your new profile pic!
Love and peace
Tony
Hi Larry- Great profile pic. Been gone tooo long but am back and ready to roll. "two souls have met without saying a word" is such a magical and deep image and my favorite of this piece of work. Gerry
It is enough to relish forever!
"Two souls have met without saying a word...Is that not enough to relish forever..?"
Yes Larry, it is! This was beautiful............. thank you and Merry Christmas! Kaie
You are the man...Larry. When you write...Hubbers take note! Blessings to you and your family this Merry Christmas...Signed, Steve
Thank you, Larry for that...and Always a Big Thank you to Leroy! Semper Fi
This is so beautiful. Thanks for share with us. Keep on writing. Love and peace!
Prasetio:)
You are so talented! Another good one! Thank you for sharing. Love the new pic
Beautiful!! The images that your poetry brings to my mind..Thank you!
"I love life and Life loves me" I think I will borrow this (if you don't mind) and use it as my daily verse to keep me inspired and uplifted, especially when the going gets tough. I also like the line, "Old friends provide hidden gems . . " As always, you express yourself wonderfully. Beautiful!
Many thanks to you for you have made me smile this day!!:)
Must always return for another review of your beautiful words. This Hub has generated a lovely exchange between yourself and Nellieanna whom I adore. Her Lillies photoshop is a display of her artistic talent for arranging flowers which she does as skillfully and naturally as she arranges the images of her poetry. We are all truly blessed to be drawn into the company of such creative souls. Thank you ,my friend, for your leadership in the tenor of this fine community.
(curtsy), Sligobay - may I call you Gerry, too? You are too kind to me but Larry deserves all the accolades!
Most certainly, Gerry is the name my mother gave me, God rest her soul. Nellieanna and Larry, you are each muses in your own right and your collective encouraging words for me and many, many others, are the adhesive bond of community which have held my ADD cyberspace inattention to the focus of Hubpages. I was a candle in the wind flickering,fanning,flaring, flitting, floundering and oftimes, extinguished. Your kind words have so often, relit, reignited, replenished and reinvigorated my spirit with hope, inspiration and love and encouraged and inflamed my efforts. Thank you both, my amusing muses.
Thank you, Gerry! A-musing is a muse-related word! :-) You're a joy to follow and to acclaim! I've never known you with the candle-in-the-wind responses, so I only know you as a vital, interesting writer.
Larry - if I may - you're too gracious! Thank you. I fully agree that Gerry's talent needs no support, though it is a pleasure to support it. Dazzling is an appropriate adjective for both of you!
WOW nice poem I very rarely read others poetry and feel deep appreciation though I do give it my best college try but your poem spoke to me I read and read and was constantly impressed.
I can’t believe I just discovered this. Your words are unique, powerful and beautiful. The love affair with life is truly sweet and is to be savored. How sad that we do not seize each day and understand how amazing this journey truly is. Up, awesome and beautiful.
Im a lazy reader.But i find myself reading your stuff over and over.
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Petra Vlah Level 3 Commenter 18 months ago
I have waited sooo long for you to delight us again with word of wisdom and poetic grace. The joy of life and love comes to the ones who embrace it first and know what abandon into the reachess of today means and how much more they can get back. Thank you, Sir