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Exhaled Prayers |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments 
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A spindling of neon firelight Curls upward from the caliginous veil Pulled over wrought iron skies-- A dust-bowl abyss Enswathed in anguish And bathed with blood-heavy darkness Fashions the nightmare Of this broken, dismal world. ...I’ve too long known this hell... And so I close my eyes Letting peace fall in soft flutterings Over this pain-drenched soul... A shimmering, a gentle glimmering Of spring showered sweetness Glides within my private dreamscape... The moments still the heat Sparking through these veins And for a brief moment I know serenity. ...Then the screaming earth pulls me back... I’m drawn into the suffering Of so many dying reveries... How can these tender, ivory hands Purge the blackness From so many hopeless beings? And so I close my eyes once more Letting peace fall in soft flutterings Over this pain-scoured land... Each breath I exhale into the sky Is a prayer for the greater good And maybe this way (since they say we live in our minds anyway) I can believe that one day My struggles will make a difference. *Krista Knutson* |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Jeez, Krista!! You are way too young to have experienced all that and, being so, it is more impressive that you can write it so well. Wonderful work....  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
A spindling of neon firelight Curls upward from the caliginous veil Pulled over wrought iron skies-- A dust-bowl abyss Enswathed in anguish And bathed with blood-heavy darkness Fashions the nightmare Of this broken, dismal world. ...I’ve too long known this hell... And so I close my eyes Letting peace fall in soft flutterings Over this pain-drenched soul... A shimmering, a gentle glimmering Of spring showered sweetness Glides within my private dreamscape... The moments still the heat Sparking through these veins And for a brief moment I know serenity. ==================== You do this to me everytime and I love it this is such an impressive write K,... the imagery is astonishing and the vocabulary is most impressive... And caliginous is the COOLEST word!!! outstanding writing ... now color me wafting emerald  It's such a clever innocence with which you show myself to me |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Alwye...."letting peace fall in soft flutterings..." Very nice. Bob |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Your struggles do make a difference, Krista. If for no other reason, even when you close your eyes and escape this world, you still have to live with yourself. So never give up - trust me when I say that is a far lonelier feeling. I agree with balladeer - it's almost scarey for someone as young as yourself to be able to capture the essance of despair so well in writing. You have a remarkable talent. Michael |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Alwye, Remarkable write and I agree with Balladeer Michael and JM. I am impressed. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Krista~ Awesome thoughts propelled from your soul~ 'Each breath I exhale into the sky Is a prayer for the greater good And maybe this way (since they say we live in our minds anyway) I can believe that one day My struggles will make a difference.' Believe it ... for it is so ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Alwye, You write with such depth of feeling here. Your point comes across beautifully. Never give up the hope. You'll get there!! Lone Wolf Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I echo all above Krista. An incredible write, an incredible YOU. hugs Maree I may know the word but not say it I may know the truth but not face it I may hear a sound a whisper sacred and profound but turn my head indifferent. Natalie Merchant [This message has been edited by Dark Angel (edited 03-31-2001).] |
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Dawn Eclipse Senior Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 637The Horsehead Nebula |
wonderful as usual Krissa. My compliments. "Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other course, no other way... No day but today" |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This poem would be awesome if written by someone sharing the wisdom of many years... you must have been born with a caring heart that sees and a pen that prays... you have exhaled sheer excellence here! |
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