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Hollow Shell...

Longing to taste the sweet nectar,
Subtle and yet so tender,
Embodying full eclipses,
Intent on lasting forever

Silent screams appear appropriately,
Disfiguring aspects of shadows,
Hollow shelled people spoke to me,
As I peered over the plateau,
Overlooking the vision through the eyes of the sky,
Covering the tension between the stars of tonight,
Avoiding honest objections to rise up towards the light,
Lost in a sandstorm of wealth and badly drawn pictures,
Painting scenery with lips or writing just to figure out the scriptures,
Impressive statues cast their stone stare towards sugarcoating,
Darkness prevails across the hour as the light of day is now eloping,
Coping unwillingly with an opening for joking,
Standing tall on the dial of the sun,
Calculating the atmosphere’s incredible battle won,
Time is yet done, unexposed features move rapidly,
Confusing elemental changes inhabit life capturing me,
Stealing beyond original darkness secluded sections,
Mastering the art form of a rude awakening,
Crude yet tasting originality, of a true spoken mixture,
The equilibrium falters without showing lives depictures,
Ancient bodies process slow but speak wisely,
Quantum leaping metaphysical concepts spectating from a high tree,
Cascades of talk fade into non-paraphrased chatter,
Masquerades of sadness as pure happiness scattered,
Season wounds with salt from this earth's oceans,
As words communicated lacerate pride with cursed motions,
Planet’s beings fumble between abnormalities,
And reality,
All because life’s solution is to be happy…

If a picture's worth a thousand words,
I've pained a thousand pictures,
If a scream is worth a thousand dreams,
I've dreamed a thousand whispers...

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The following comments are for "Hollow Shell"
by Devious

You make me think..Ivor

You have done it again, I have soent ages on this, reading and re-reading. If I had only half your linguistic skills I would die a happy man.

Your poetry exercises my mind and I think I have got out of the habit! I find myself joining you on your journey of discovery.

Your concluding line, I thoroughly agree with, and love the way you end it 'to be happy...'
leaving me to savour and anticipate more.

It's as if I had taken a magical journey of discovery amid the universe of life, and there was more to come....

I am proud to be your father, I am glad that you accepted my invitation to join me on this site or I would never have realised the depth of you writings.

And to write this especially for me, on fathers day. I am glad you decided to share it with my new friends!


( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: June 20, 2004 )

Hollow shell

Welcome!!! How wonderful that you have inherited the gift of writing. This poem is wonderful and would stand rightly on its own even if your father were not so well liked here. I will reread it a few more times, each time I do I seem to get more out of it. I hope you like it here.

One of my favorite lines:

"Cascades of talk fade into non-paraphrased chatter,"

Wonderful work!

( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: June 21, 2004 )


I think I will have to think about this 'inherited' it rather implies some credit from my bloodline!


Chris stands alone on this one, unless you are talking about our cosmic inheretance, which I firmly believe in. Even then I think I may have got it from him! As with many young men, there parents seem to be the last to know about their 'hidden' talents.

Thanks for the compliment though Nae, I wish my mind was still as exploring as Chris.

Thank you both,


( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: June 21, 2004 )

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