Comments on: Autumn Dreams

By: Gary R. Hess

Gary R. Hess — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 03:38:26 +0000

Beautiful poem. It has great flow.

Footprints — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 20:57:54 +0000

Beautiful poem, beautiful words. “Dreams that match the autumn’s sadness. In their longing tenderness.” Hmm, these words make me really think ^_^

Elaine — Tue, 02 Oct 2007 21:32:02 +0000

Laoch – thanks! I thought so too.

Tony – glad you stopped in and thanks so much for sharing your own poetry

Tony Hogan — Tue, 02 Oct 2007 12:49:22 +0000

The transcendance of Being
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It’s empty in my head

Not dumb but living

In Silence everything is

The seeds of all that was and shall be

In Emptiness I live

Not in a shadow

A thing that passes quickly

Changes face and colour just because it can

In foreverness I prefer

That Ringing Radiance

That drunken wine of Being

I drink and its intoxication woos me over and over again

I die each moment

Reborn only to disappear again

Wobbling in the drunkenness of Spirit

I am, here in the garden of compassion

Tony Hogan

Laoch — Tue, 02 Oct 2007 04:36:30 +0000

Fine poem