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Melissa Toth

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lacking some essence
rejecting symbolic presence
seeking a "suchness"
that allows the world to exist
as it really is
instead of thru limited context

separating language from meaning
representation from being
looking from seeing
living from breathing
in order to better understand
the map of lines in the palm of my hand

that they may lead
to a truth inside me
another way to perceive
the connection between
the heavens and horizon line
the delusions of space and time

for i am more than a product of the biological instinct to survive...

m.toth 2007 "dehydrated snowman..."
August 28

Icarus

Icarus

They certainly
know how
to keep
giving it
to you-
The repeated rhetoric
of recycled language
laid down in
one order or another,
exhausting the exhale
of dictated,
emotional conditions,
hoping you’ll listen…

While I’m
just resisting
an urge to
cease existing,
as I realize
more fully
the temporal falsity…
the cerebral quality
that helps me see
past the
holographic
programming.

Which means,
if I can fully
abandon time,
and dispel some
structure from
this control mind
reality, then,
the supposed
cohesion of physicality
will come undone-
like Icarus’ wings
under the sun-

But gravity will not take me,
for I am truly energy
in this grand scheme machine
hypothesis for experiencing
life 3-dimensionally.

So save the
heartbreak and grieving
and start really believing
that [this] is
a small place amidst
the higher planes
of consciousness-
AND WE WILL RISE.

M.Toth  8.2008

July 28

Hesitate

Hesitate
(a brief observance of detachment)

There are times
that your distance
in steps ahead of me
seems to span the
length of so many
breaths that I find
myself walking alone
in the shadow of
quickly fading footprints...

and I fight the urge
to call out to you
while I wait to see
if you feel me
h e s i t a t e . . .

only to find that you
never turn nor glance
in my direction.
You simply continue,
lost in your own
conversation
long before my words
have finished echoing
behind you...

M.Toth 7/2008

Rooted Ancestors

Rooted Ancestors

Atomically
dissolving
s l o w l y . . .

Weightlessly
floating
o p e n l y . . .

Eyes growing larger
in the presence of
expansive blue sky
only gently touched
by the green tree line
that strives to be
defined as one amidst
the heavenly bodies
by whispering ancient,
e v o l u t i o n a r y
secrets to the clouds...

M.Toth 6/ 2008

In Between...

In Between...

1.

Listening to the failings
of a naked sound
swelling at the edge
of insomnia soaked
bottom lids puffed up
with impatience
for the arrival of dawn.

(And in between the
shifting dreams I wake to
breathe and remember you...)

2.

Standing on the edge of
your next thought
trying to decipher
sounds being born
from the various corners
of your divine mind
creating life as each word forms.

(And in between your
parting lips I stop to
breathe and interpret you...)

M.Toth 6/2008

Alma Gêmea

Alma Gêmea

So happy to have been found my love...

I must have been misplaced
somewhere between
the light of unexpected waking
and the shock of life's first breath.

But now, with full certainty
you have rediscovered me
waiting...knowingly...
on this side of existence,
realizing that the aftertaste
of patience can be so sweet.

M.Toth 5/2008

 
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Renaldo Garywrote:
I came to read and learn in time,
 
 
funny how we're so similar with poetic minds,
 
 
shining the radiance that there is hope,
 
 
scopes more focus on knowledge and understanding to cope,
 
 
speaking on the presence of these awkward feeling,
 
 
looking and seraching hard with in for spiritual healings,
 
 
 dealing with more than strictly ones self,
 
 
what of all those who with out and still need help,
 
 
just as consciencious as anyone else,
 
 
looking around to see if anyone left,
 
 
dealing with the cards I was dealt,
 
 
felt the inkling of the feeling I was wrong,
 
 
holding on to the voice telling me to be strong,
 
 
going on strive for those better days,
 
 good things happen to those who pray,
 
 
praise is a form that we all accept,
 
 
yet how many understand lifes true concepts,
 
 
intellectually we all fit into a league of our own,
 
 
but how to protect another when you dont protect home,
 
 
leaving now with these thoughts to think,
 
 
gone to let you ponder on our unearthly brink.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This is just something  for  you a quick poem typed as I got for you to have for  yourself.
Nov. 19
Thanks for the add!  Hope to see you at one of the spas very soon!  :-)  Please feel free to share my contact info with any of your friends, co-workers or clients!
 
Your friend,
Alicia J. Daigle, LMT
Sept. 5