All About Nothing

all about nothing of sounds, spoken softly or loudly, with passion or anger …
all about nothing of jealousies, forgiveness, tears and fears …
all about nothing of the secrets whispering through the wind and the joy within …

all about nothing of opening hearts and minds headed in the magnificent magic of colors around …
all about nothing of music of the breeze, windmill, piano, and hidden in paintings …
all about nothing of gems, precious gold, silver, fruit and bushes of colorful hues …
all about nothing of writing with grace and unwritten words with day dreaming state …
all about nothing of a promise that is meant to be and not meant to be …
all about nothing of relief from each itching and holding on to a belief …
all about nothing of the reasons in wonderment and in ecstasy …
all about nothing of never to be heard and of never to be seen …
all about nothing of an angel kiss, as calming as the stars …
all about nothing of longing to be nourished and cherished …
all about nothing of reaching high and climbing mountains …
all about nothing of connection, attachments and non-attachments …
all about nothing of love and a sense of belonging …

all about nothing of a new gravity and definition …
all about nothing of fine vine yards and forest 
all about nothing of desired and undesired …
all about nothing of noise and quietness …
all about nothing of facts and mystery …
all about nothing of prose and poetry …

all about nothing of cause and cure …
all about nothing of time and space …
all about nothing of weak and odds …
all about nothing of lost and found …
all about nothing of earth and sea …
all about nothing of far and near …
all about nothing of something and everything 
that my breaths care as a poet all the while …
that there is all about something for everything
as becoming you, as becoming me …

As there’s no clue…
When we never knew if it were true …
We come and go, we stare and it’s comfortably warm …
And we just have nothing- it makes and remakes us whole,
When it’s all about nothing, it’s the everything

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I’m sorry if your head is exploding reading ‘all about nothing’ here!

Sometimes, things that seem meaningless or nonsensical still occur. In this world, it appears that nothing is impossible, and this has been proven time and again …

What do you think?

18 thoughts on “All About Nothing”

    1. Stephie, that’s an intriguing take …
      Reframing ‘all about nothing’ into ‘a lot about everything’ definitely shifts the perspective …

      It’s fascinating how different interpretations can add depth to a read …

      How’re you dear?

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      1. Amy, I luv the piece but sorry if my brain reframed it to it’s inclination. You have marvelous ideas and I think my brain wanted to accept them with a slight reorientation. 🙂 — I am well, my dearest. Not well enough to write creatively but thankful I can at least respond to your gifts of poetry.

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      2. Stephie, I’m glad you found a way to connect with my ideas …

        It’s wonderful to hear from you, and I’m glad you’re able to engage with my work

        Take care and keep well, my dear friend 😊

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      3. thank you, precious one. I hope you’re having a marvelous week. If not, please let me know so i can deliver imaginary flowers, food and bouquets of love to your doorstep. 🙂

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      4. Thank you, sweetheart!
        Your words always brighten my day

        My week has been good, but your imaginary flowers and love make it even better 😊

        I hope you’re having a wonderful week as well!

        Lots of love to you ♥️♥️♥️♥️

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    1. That’s a great perspective! Embracing the improbable often leads to the most extraordinary discoveries and achievements …

      Let’s keep an open mind and never stop believing in possibilities

      Thanks Liam for your kind presence and comment here …

      🙏

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  6. I love this! No exploding head, I promise!

    I like how the repetition carried me through the verse, and aesthetically, I love how the poem narrows visually towards the end. Then it changes tone and sums up our existence so quietly – we come from nothing, we return to nothing, and in between we have nothing but ourselves.

    But still, we are all part of something larger, threads in a tapestry.

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    1. Thank you, Richard.
      I’m amazed at how you always find something grand in my humble verses.

      I appreciate your insight into the visual narrowing and the quiet summation of our existence, but I’m not entirely sure how these verses come together. My mind was a bit chaotic as I arranged and rearranged the words, but it felt truly magnificent inside me. It’s amazing that you took the time to read all the words of this lengthy poem and share your thoughts on my “All About Nothing” during the quiet dawn on your side of the world.

      It means a lot to hear such thoughtful feedback … Thanks once again! ✨

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