The original version of The Fanciful Feather of Forever has been published in All of Me Vol. V, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.
Listen to The Fanciful Feather of Forever by Richard Charles Stevens (Waves of Rebellion Suite)
Listen to Waves of Rebellion by Rayden
There is such beauty in this world
All about me
In every corner nook and cranny of my mind
And then so many more besides
I find a feather that forever left behind me
(I find a feather that forever left behind me)
.
There is such beauty in this world
All about me
(All about me)
In every corner nook and cranny of my mind
And then so many more besides
I find a feather that forever left behind me
I find a feather that forever left behind me
.
There is no duty more divine
Than flat refusal to deny ourselves perusal of the truth within our eyes
We scrutinise to humanise
And thus see hushed and neutralised
The voice free choice rejoices when touched on where the confusion lies
Disputes arise and feudal ties then brutalise our minds
Our pupil size may still dilate
Yet nary then declare narrate
As to where the greatest contribution lies
.
There is illusion
When our famed selves are disproven
Once we negate to favour the communal lines of youthful chime
Where truth abides by useful guides
Aligned through self improvement
Proven to delight the sails that scale the heights
Survey the flight we prize once we decline to lay awake at night
.
The faintest lights need not recede
Should we proceed of caution free
Learn to be the fallen tree
That redefined enormously
The flawless scene before it strewn
Through sprawl of leaves in steeped lagoon
Seen gorgeously from peak to root
To illustrate more scenic route
.
Yesterday’s escapades some way behind
Nevertheless conveyed true through wide eyes
Bled with great resonate
Tears of the blind
Shed then to elevate
Fearless reprise
.
Echoes perpetuate
Peerless free flight
Unknown of hesitate
Outgrown confine
.
Outgrown confine
Outgrown confine
Unknown of hesitate
Outgrown confine
.
Today’s decline
Is tomorrow’s clear sky
Free of sorrowful plight
Led by volunteer guides
With the light between oceans
Abiding the motion
Of waves which crash
Hopeful to knowingly rise
.
Knowingly rise
Knowingly rise
.
Knowingly rise
.
Knowingly rise
Knowingly rise
.
It’s every diamond
Ruby
Pearl
It’s all about me
As I twirl
.
Knowingly rise
Knowingly rise
.
Opal stars shine
Whence we open our eyes
Set to weeping the tears in our keeping stained blind
.
There is hope and it is vast
A mighty fleet with sightly masts
Braving storm clouds overcast
Breaking every wave they pass
Waters long uncharted merely starters for a voyage devoid of boundaries encountered to surpass
.
There is light within the darkness
Where the shadows cannot harm us
Night and day inclined to play
If we believe they might someday obtain the right of way to break the harness
.
There are angels hearkening for whispers midst each darkening
Never less discreet than when the earth beneath is hardening
Heartened by the pardoning of selves that we may very well have never kissed to tell the tales we’re harbouring
.
Wishing wells impelling leaps of faith with deep embrace
Stepping stones to lessen load of burdens
Ours is date with destiny suggesting we digress from fates that death could never openly determine
.
There are flames which burn in every echo of eternity
Rays of light so bright they reignite the shade inside us
Birth provides the tools by right
To learn from every fall and rise
Providing we discern the glow of souls paroled then each inferno guides us some place woe cannot betide us
.
There is such beauty in this world
Owed to immutable unfurl
It’s every diamond
Ruby
Pearl
It’s all about me
As I twirl
In every corner nook and cranny
There’s a vibrant hootenanny
Both reliant and uncanny
Plus so many things besides
Once we hide go seek the feather that forever left behind
.
Today’s decline
Is tomorrow’s clear sky
Free of sorrowful plight
Led by volunteer guides
With the light between oceans
Abiding the motion
Of waves which crash
Hopeful to knowingly rise
.
Knowingly rise
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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“It’s every diamond
Ruby
Pearl
It’s all about me
As I twirl”
This whole poem stirred up my inner child, fanciful and free. Free from harm and amongst nature. I used to love twirling and miss being able to do it at the normal speed! I can but rotate so that’s something. How I feel as I caught sight of this, has significantly improved so with glee I thank you Lion. And the dreamcatcher, I have a silver chain with a pendant and I really ought to wear it more.
We shall have to twirl next time we get to hang out, Mouse. I always say that, if a poem can touch just one soul, then it has been seen enough to be. Thank you, for being that soul.
Oh definitely!!!! Rotate 🤣 I’d love nothing but to twirl under the watchful gaze of The Faraway Tree and crass carnations. Your work always ignites my spark Lion and I feel same, if I reach out to one person I’m really content 💞
“There is no duty more divine
Than flat refusal to deny ourselves perusal of the truth within our eyes”
Your poetry consistently delivers lines that make a person think. I love it!