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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
She breathed slow warmth last night And from her mouth came fog To lie as a mist in low places That I would pass through when dreams ended in a hard hurt of want For something other than my own flesh To touch me They always end this way The night’s journey along lines of time Unencumbered by the need for quantum explanations Write within the marrow of my bone Ash colored sentences that would blush Even the cheeks of god Should he take the time to read In what he created The lust to be completed so scribed But it is 3 AM and I am not some zealot To pray for anyone to understand How the smell of evergreen in winter brings back to me Something older than the circle where we all began That burns with an incense of clinging smoke Unable to drift higher than the edge of my bed For dreams die there With open eyed dread That they will not return to me when in some hour’s time I again close my eyes To find phrases inscribed the length of night’s thigh Where I would taste what is denied Light upon my tongue Such eloquence In the voice of a sigh I never hear but in the exhale of wind Through snow laden limbs This day December stars burn themselves hidden And I lower my eyes For I would not see them naked of the sky Or see the face of god anywhere But in your eyes |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
A write with passionate ache. A masterpiece!! believe in what your heart feels... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"This day December stars burn themselves hidden And I lower my eyes For I would not see them naked of the sky Or see the face of god anywhere But in your eyes" ....Damn! Beautiful...haunting...splendid!! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Those last lines left me speechless... and fervently wishing I'd written them. *S* I always know I'm going to find excellence when I read your work... but you still surprise me by going beyond all expectations. *S* Astounding!!! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Write within the marrow of my bone Ash colored sentences that would blush Even the cheeks of god Should he take the time to read In what he created The lust to be completed so scribed But it is 3 AM and I am not some zealot To pray for anyone to understand How the smell of evergreen in winter brings back to me Something older than the circle where we all began That burns with an incense of clinging smoke Unable to drift higher than the edge of my bed For dreams die there With open eyed dread That they will not return to me when in some hour’s time I again close my eyes To find phrases inscribed the length of night’s thigh Where I would taste what is denied Light upon my tongue Such eloquence In the voice of a sigh I never hear but in the exhale of wind Through snow laden limbs This day December stars burn themselves hidden And I lower my eyes For I would not see them naked of the sky Or see the face of god anywhere But in your eyes ====================================== *shaking me head at you* so many lines in this went thru me.... you write from places so deep me wonders how you dont get the bends.... this is one VERY impressive write... Write within the marrow of my bone Ash colored sentences that would blush Even the cheeks of god ~~~ To find phrases inscribed the length of night’s thigh my my my.... in the dictionary..I looked up exceptionally and consistantly well written poetry...and guess what? your picture was there.  |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
"Such eloquence In the voice of a sigh" Ain't that the truth, friend. Its the sighs, you know. Well, *chuckling* maybe the pouts too |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
::stunning, stunning...each time I read it::: **babyblu** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This day December stars burn themselves hidden And I lower my eyes For I would not see them naked of the sky Or see the face of god anywhere But in your eyes ~*~ It is December... and I thank you for this gift... You just made my month golden... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron Amazing!!  |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Ron? this hurts and at the same time makes me smile, if that makes any sense: How the smell of evergreen in winter brings back to me Something older than the circle where we all began That burns with an incense of clinging smoke Unable to drift higher than the edge of my bed For dreams die there With open eyed dread Beautiful, sir. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
indeed sadly beautiful |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Astounding! |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
This wrapped me and kept me warm.  "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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