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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time 
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She is crying to be heard, somewhere, lost in the depth of mindful solitude. Soliloquy of defeat painted on lips that bring no sound, no whisper of sanity heeded by a rising desert sun. Delirium abundantly fills Egyptian lamentation, heat pervades a requiem with fire. Passionately dying. Aria strung in a thousand dreams, like her, grasping and resurfaced, tiny works of artistic aberration. Chanting in beautiful lunacy; she has no recollections of the coherency in balance. Hot sand on her virgin feet hauntingly voracious need-- a hunger unquenchable thirst tended by the heated tears she allows to fall hands find skin to be illusory; bones and blood and sensitivity, in all she exists. eyes vivaciously alluring death come to me A murmur of delusion circulates along dunes piled higher, higher still. And in the heat of tomorrow, she sleeps alive with the fever of dementia. Hot, hungry, heaven... abounds. If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi [This message has been edited by IndigoEve (11-30-2003 01:32 PM).] |
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Trillium 
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Indigo Eve: Impressive write! Brings Aida to mind! Perhaps to your too? Betty Lou Hebert |
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Sparticus Member
since 2003-11-15
Posts 245 |
As usual, you have an amazing ability of visuals in your work. I am so delighted that you bring us your poetry...good job on this one. Sparticus |
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junemac Senior Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 1005uk |
wonderful enjoyed this one ever so much. nice work. hugs june x |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Vividly descriptive of delirium. Joyce |
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Insomniac Cat Member
since 2003-09-23
Posts 69The Land of the Dadaists |
Your poetry is supreme! I am eager to read more of it! "I am the hobbyhorse. I am the stapler in the mud, the toad in your brain. I am a head full of birds, a future full of apples." |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) This leaves the poet seeing all those mirages and ignis fatuus along the path of life and seeing so much more behind the eyes, sweet friend, God Bless You, your poetry is so special to us all here, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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