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Play with the Moon: A Collection of New Age Poems
Play with the Moon: A Collection of New Age Poems
Play with the Moon: A Collection of New Age Poems
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"I love clouds that I can almost touch." This sums up something so grand, something so above us and yet so near we can have the experience now if somehow, we can awaken to it. Weaved in and out of these lines there is a view from up there, an attitude from up there that conveys the aliveness of all things in nature. Nature, and truly all things, are waiting to be companions and friends.

Smiles are the most magical of all things. There is wisdom carried with them when they are sincere. But how do you really convey some idea like that? It is a mystery. My greatest hope is that this book leaves you with a smile that knows God's blessings in all things.

I never wrote these poems of myself but rather they are expressions I received during long periods of quiet. Then I wrote down what I could convey to share with you. There is much hidden, awaiting your surprise. It certainly was a gift given, to which I abound with abundant gratitude.
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PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateJul 21, 2022
ISBN9781665565141
Play with the Moon: A Collection of New Age Poems
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Lance Lamons

Coming from a small town in southern California he went through high school, the Military and then opened a business that collapsed due to unseen circumstances. After that he made his way into the Corporate Management world and then lived in Hawaii for many years. It was a very normal life with family and friends but along the way something very unusual happened, he met a modern-day mystic that changed his life forever. Poetry and literature seemed to be the last thing that would manifest yet something from within started edging its way to the surface. One day while living in the mountains he was driving in the snow and was stopped by a herd of elk crossing the road that went on and on and on, seemly to never stop. Where did they all come from, he wondered? It seemed to be an endless flow of life. From that point poems and literature began to pour forth and after thirty years of writing it came time share them with the world. When you dip into the cosmos time disappears. Lance is a premonition poet that wrote poems about people and events that were revealed years after the poems were written. His poems reveal everything in life unfolding as it should in its own time. Some poems included both his wife and his father’s passing. Distracted from poetry by the responsibility of the corporate world many of his early poems sat on the shelf collecting dust. After reuniting with his high school sweetheart, she discovered the shelfed poems and blew off the dust and brought to life poetry for Lance again. They sat down and he reread his works and was inspired to begin writing again. All this time I thought Lance was a salt and pepper, left brain executive yet what a beautiful surprise to find an artist and poet.

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    Play with the Moon - Lance Lamons

    © 2022 Lance Lamons. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or

    transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse  07/21/2022

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-6513-4 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-6512-7 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-6514-1 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2022913207

    Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Getty Images are models,

    and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

    Certain stock imagery © Getty Images.

    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in

    this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views

    expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the

    views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    Dedicated to my beloved wife, Patricia, who without

    her gentle urgings this book would not be possible and

    who’s twinkle has made many a star jealous.

    As you, our Beloved spins your acts

    of love in every way you know, this is

    the Garden you have been seeding on

    earth for thousands of years. Now you

    have the wisdom to see the fruit of your

    seeds that you have planted, and so it is.

    —Visionary Artist Rosie Lazzeri

    Contents

    Introduction

    Part 1 — Trumpets Sound

    It Is Given

    Play with the Moon

    Impressions

    Child of Time

    Ocean of Soul

    You are Made in Heaven

    On the Wings of an Angel

    Shining Star

    Was it You?

    An Artist View

    To Capture

    Power

    Carried Away

    Apart from Love We Live Alone

    The Cloud

    Ridge Walker

    Invisible Touch

    Angels Singing

    Hearts of Winter

    Divine Wink

    A Wisp of Life

    Love in Denial

    Whispers of Spirit

    The Seedling

    Bells Ringing

    Love Knows

    My Sweet Love Dreams

    Earth Loves Me Plenty

    Every Man is a Poet

    Eyes of Kauai

    Betrayal

    Glimpse

    Myth of Self

    To Have or To Keep

    The New Poet

    Out of the Sand Box

    Meant for Each Other

    Friend, Companion and Lover

    Knowing You

    I Came Upon a Day

    Flame of Spirit

    Moonbeams

    Diamonds Dance

    Secrets of My Soul

    A Walk in Time

    Neon

    Intertwined Hearts

    Path to Young

    Little Brother Moon

    Momentous Reality Check

    Up The Ladder

    What Might Be

    What Unites Our Fate?

    The Racing Stars of Universe

    Blue Faced Race Under Green Stars

    Sounds of Trumpets

    Part 2 — A Knock on the Door

    Twilight Man

    A Knock at the Door

    Amazed!

    A Talk with Death

    A Melancholy City

    Awake in Death

    Mystery Dance

    Sowing Deeds

    Princess

    Into the God Self

    I Am with her Always

    Leavin’ this Place

    Rise in Darkness

    Day Rivers Passing

    The Interviewer

    What Creature Am I?

    Spirits of Death

    Spirit Arise

    Cosmic Death

    Peek into Eternity

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    Introduction

    In one of my poems I write, A bully bluish full moon… As one large eye staring. This is my way of conveying feelings that address a presence in the mystery of creation. That presence or mystery is alive and aware in and through everything and therefore that mystery can be touched or connected with. I don’t believe for a moment that this is limited to good experiences or to nature but is possible in all things.

    Really, what it comes down to is, can man or woman sense anything without using the body or brain? Is there anything else to life? I believe there is and I believe I have had that experience. But that experience can’t be explained with a few words or even a billion words. However, with words, arrangements, rhythms, drawings, music, voice tones, and other mixtures you can begin to get a hint of what is trying to be conveyed.

    This is not just one particular feeling or one experience but rather many that accentuates as one. Yet, that one whole mystery can express itself in a moment of experience. To me poetry is a perfect way to express that feeling of connecting with an invisible presence.

    With me poetry begins with silence. An idea comes out of that silence that somehow connects with a hidden feeling I had during some particular experience. I then pick up a pen and without knowing exactly what to say I begin to write. The joy of poetry for me is found in the natural flow of inner dialog that spills forth with unexpected wonder as it forms to become a compete insurgence of idea. Being able to hear words and ideas that lie just beyond the grasp of the mind, that is, without any conjecture or manipulation to instigate the poem, is the beginning of that natural flow. Many times, as the poem begins, I wonder what the body will convey, it’s often a surprise. The end is the greatest because it always catches me off guard; I rarely see it coming.

    This is itself an experience of that inner mystery in man. Creativity is an expression of some invisible force because we don’t know where it comes from. But we do know it doesn’t just come from the brain. I’m sure many would argue that point. There are ways of writing poetry without using this method, however, I think it is obvious which poems come out of the depth of the soul.

    Some will be able to receive a shared experience through my writings and others will not. So it is, that this book is for those who can. I can only hope that it will inspire others to seek that inner surprise and express it.

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    Trumpets Sound

    It Is Given

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