Like The Dream Of Bliss…


Like The Dream Of Bliss…

James WF Roberts

 

 

Everyday on the street

Those faces looking at me,

Turning around in a strange

Kaleidoscopic Rage

 

I hear your voice,

Feel your smile,’

And we burn together

Thru our own type of hell!

 

Pour another glass of wine,

Give me a promise, give me time,

Feed me time and time again,

On those same old lines…

 

And we burn thru the Night

Like a Storm in the Dark,

Like the fire in a kiss,

Like the dream of Bliss…

 

The City’s rumbling now,

To the might,

Of the Money smashing down

All of the Golden glittering town,

 

The Stone cold heart,

Of the Lenders

All around,

Gorging themselves on the

On the weight of their earnings…

 

 

Everyday on the street

On their faces, you can see

Them looking at me,

Looking at you, casting aside

What lies within,

And burning the mighty

 

Heart of a Dragon, circling the moon

Chasing a Diamond, a Pearl and a flame…

 

And we burn thru the Night

Like a Storm in the Dark,

Like the fire in a kiss,

Like the dream of Bliss…

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About jameswfrobertsdapoet

Emerging Poet and Writer. From Bendigo, Victoria, Australia. I present a show called Crazy Talk/Word Berserk, on www.phoenixfm.org.because I believe in what Phoenix has to offer. No where else will you get the diversity of Gospel, Country music shows, Koori themed shows and Poetry and Experimental music? My father, Bryan did a show on 3CCC in the 1980’s called the Keyboard Hour for a bout 8 years, until he died. That is partly why I joined Phoenix but mainly it’s because of the diversity we offer people and also I really do feel that we are an important vehicle, an important voice for the Community at Large. My interests are Poetry, Literature, Music, Movies, Cultural Awareness and Philosophical pursuits. My show is basically a Late Night Radio Show for Artists, Poets, Musicians and Creative Thinkers of all types to come and inform, enjoy, entertain and inspire each other. So join me and my guests from the local Artistic Community to be inspired, to be entertained and informed
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4 Responses to Like The Dream Of Bliss…

  1. Em says:

    This piece reads like song lyrics, with rhythm, dense emotion, and economy of phrase supplemented by symbolic fluency… but on the page, the capitalized words add another level of intrigue: rage, night, storm, dark, bliss, city, money, golden, stone, lenders, dragon, diamond, pearl… while other nouns – hell, wine, kiss, dream, flame, for example – go uncapitalized. This is a feast for the interpretive mind… do the caps delineate what is not owned, or personal, from what is? Is the protagonist weathering the personal hell caused by external forces of rage and darkness, watching society’s growing greed, while drawing comfort from his own passion and love, yet still aspiring to outside ideals?

    • Too many questions for the author to answer my dear. I am glad you enjoyed it. I have always thought it was better for the reader to interpret and for the most part the writer should remain silent in the interpretation…I think the character is looking for belonging…is looking for God or something like it.

      • Em says:

        Aha! And now the lid to another can of worms hits the floor… perhaps the capitalized nouns suggest the holy rather than the external……?
        But you’re right, of course, much of the joy of a poem is in its potential for interpretation, a process by which it becomes more relevant and memorable to the reader.

      • Most of my poetry deals with the abstract not the here and now…I don’t know how people write about activism or socialism or boring and dull things like that…to me the metaphysic, the Psychedelic; is what i am trying to get closer to. I firmly believe that whenever an artist picks up a brush or the poet a pen they are actually performing a sacred act. Proper work. Sexual fullfilment, religious exaltation and poetic energy to me are all in and the same thing.

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