Posted by Venu Duval http://theemperoroftexas.com

Not much inspiration today. Was very busy getting my website up to date and my Facebook of course. So still a little bit 'concussioned'.
Happy to be out writing some inspirational Poetry. Gotta get used to writing on my mobile phone. It's part of a series I have entitled 'mobile Shakespeare online'. Here is the next poem in the series. It's called:
A Fountain Ahead
For a moment I let the tranquility Seas through me in an open window of Peace.
A heron of Light fishing next to me in total surrender catches my attention.
The Sun is awake and asleep through a thin layer of Clouds above me in the reflection I see in the pond set against the peaceful turbulence of a Fountain ahead.
My phone's batteries are running low in a Warning sign, that wakes me up in consideration and I am wary of the reflection of the water in a Pond before me.
An organ sound is heard in East-European lament, demanding and frivolous against the Spectacle embodied by the natural elements present on this Blessed day!
I close my ears for it. No, not in a park! I want to listen to the Fountain, to the Trees, to the sound of the people, to the birds. I want to hear the Peace present in a park, that could be any park in any city, in any town of this World.
I don't hear it anymore. I don't want to hear it! Still it gives me pace. It gives me pace in frivolity and blessing but changes the outset of my Modern Romantic Poetry in sculptures different then I would want to conceive.
For a moment I forgot that the batteries making this happening possible are running low. I terminated the organ sound in a different focus. I filtered it out as if it wasn't there!
Modernity crept in for a second. I will write. I will write till extinction! Yeah!
The landscape is Majestic in a park that could be your 'Central Park' in your city, in your town, in your refuge of noise and Chaos. In our refuge in guard of cities, towns and bricks, concrete and steel, cars and buses and trucks. In guard of noise.
In the distance across the Pond I see a crowd wheeling in front of me, as a movie of dots particular across the Fountain inspiration in a Show of subtle might!
Trees left of me. Trees right of me! A Fountain ahead, a Fountain ahead, the sound of the water running cold on this warm, humid and moistureous Day!
Where are the questions? Where are the answers? The Fountain is full of questions. I am full of answers.
Is it the damp that I can feel against my cheek that answers me or belittles me in a sign of Gratitude or not?
Is it the answer in a question?
The Sun suddenly wakes in Might and the Clouds disappear and don't come back!
Today my question has been answered. Two days ago not.
A couple of people seek my attention around the Bench I am sitting on. No, is my answer. Today I want to immortalize the Fountain ahead of me.
I set out to another location. My batteries are running low while the day continues in bright and steady pace as a Horse flying by in care and warfare, in the next dimension of my day!
I got to get this published. I got to get this published! Yeah.
The organ sound continues and gave the pace for this poem. No Prayer today. A thank you for the pace. A thank you for the pace! as it stops just on the moment my phone almost switches off.
Where are you Madonna?
Written on location, Vondelpark, Amsterdam, the Netherlands. Wil be spellchecked when I get home.
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Posted by Venu Duval http://theemperoroftexas.com