Alpha
Drifting mindfully into alpha
Alert to elusive, microscopic spores
Hibernating in mystical, dark spaces
Where only mind can travel
At microsecond interface with taste of nothingness
Fractal garden springs into view
Revealing key to fertilizing inspiration
Pruning branches with penned intention
Smiling, I write
Celebrating the changes of the season.
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The seasons of the mind’s creativity. Thanks for always being there, Marissa ❤
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A poetic approach to nature Olga
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Nature lends itself easily to metaphors when trying to understanding other aspects of life, especially the creative process. Thanks for the comment, Denis.
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I like this active involvement with intuition where penned intention prunes branches, where one cares for a fractal garden and the mind travels mindfully only where the mind can go. Your poem got me thinking that we are responsible for more than we realize.
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Thank-you for the deep insight you’ve expressed so well, Frank. When I was editing or pruning the branches, I came upon some alpha-stimulating music which set me on the right path, fertilizing my roots.
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Finding inspiration in the fractals make me almost think of starting with chaos and create order from that
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A quote for you, Bjorn. “If you look hard enough, chaos turns into order the way letters turn into word.” Thanks for the comment.
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Very much enjoy the idea of a fractal garden. Your quadrille fits today’s prompt for impressionism, too. (at dVerse)
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Thank-you,Victoria. Fractal gardens are a visual delight.
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“…Smiling, I write.” As well as you should 🙂
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Thank-you for your simply uplifting words and for making yourself known to me, Zoralin. ❤
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I like the shape and structure of your Quadrille, Olga, which creates a sense of the ‘elusive, microscopic spores’, and the way the first stanza drifts along and then, in the middle of the second stanza, the ‘fractal garden springs into view’. I especially love the final lines:
‘Pruning branches with penned intention
Smiling, I write’
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Thank-you, Kim. Happy that you enjoyed my creation. ❤
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