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Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2004-11-03 10:39 AM

I woke to the sound of fog
dripping of the fly of tent
and the Blue singing some low tune
that reminded me of Gaelic laments

Your leg,
thrown over mine was warm
and I was reluctant to move
but disentangled myself
regretting I would not instead
run my palm along the outer thigh
and cup a hip as with a half turn
I wanted to pull myself to you

But,
there was time

this morning
you would want a fire to warm your hands
as well as coffee to sip
while you stared into the fog
seeing the ghosts I knew were there

they are always there
if we look
and your eyes seemed suited
to seeing beyond the obvious

No need to rush this day
The lady blue would give her ease
In warmth
When the sun had burned
Away these mists

When the fire was hot
it ate tendrils of fog with an upward spiral
as I waited for coffee and you
then pulled free the old leather journal
with thoughts of capturing this scene
and how it was that I felt

but found the words to be as elusive
as those the lady blue sang
and just as hard to understand

so instead I sat staring at her bed
knowing that to share it this way
was to risk drowning

Just as I risked that with you

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2004-11-03 10:48 AM

shakin my head and smiling at the beauty of this...

absolutely loved this....

The greatest beauty on earth, is
found in the hearts of those
who love....

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

2 posted 2004-11-03 10:53 AM

Ah...yes...this hit the tender spot in me
where the green starts to shimmer...

all keepers, Sir...

all of 'em.

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

3 posted 2004-11-03 11:02 AM

and I love that she sings for you.

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

4 posted 2004-11-03 11:53 AM

Beautiful...beyond any words I can find.

Now while the leaves still dance on the wind
While the moon and the clouds come spinning
Will you whisper my name again?
Again..and again.

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

5 posted 2004-11-03 01:13 PM

Cpat,
A remarkable write, enjoyed.

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

6 posted 2004-11-03 01:14 PM

absolutely beautiful writing

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

7 posted 2004-11-03 02:33 PM

but found the words to be as elusive
=================================

wanna bet?

Your leg,
thrown over mine was warm
and I was reluctant to move
but disentangled myself
regretting I would not instead
run my palm along the outer thigh
and cup a hip as with a half turn
I wanted to pull myself to you

But,
there was time

this morning
you would want a fire to warm your hands
as well as coffee to sip
while you stared into the fog
seeing the ghosts I knew were there

SEE???? *L*

*moth wins* ...
*picks another poem for the prize.*

(chuckle chuckle)

Poetry is emotion put into measure.
The emotion comes by nature ...
but the measure is acquired by art.

Thomas Hardy

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

8 posted 2004-11-03 03:01 PM

Like Karilea said..."they're all keepers Sir, all of them"

More please

Mxx

into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of the path i fear to tread.
~Sarah McLachlan~

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