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Thought To Deed
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Thought To Deed |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Thought To Deed Just when I thought I had folded away all the satin Put silk into plastic and closed a book as complete Silence became deafening, beating louder in my mind Death is a sobering thing, mounting stark shadows like leaves Causing chaos in otherwise peaceful seas, defiant to pacified winds My eyes thirst for color on the path that fancied my footprint Patronizing autumn, when I want to slap the echo off the fields Sobs, shaking me by the shoulders, death is death But for the love that never abates or ceases its moist memory So, stop me at the willow bridge, keep me distant and invisible Let drift your charm as a sharp stick that reminds me of the risk Leave the trail, if you must, on the arm of some other future Putting all the past away, tucked into midnight tightly bound As I travel forward, my eyes see softly, looking out for you Copyright Kkh 8/7/07 |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Poignantly written. "Patronizing autumn, when I want to slap the echo off the fields" ouch.... |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
very well penned, powerfully emotive...personal yet finely universal as well! serious, sustained applause!! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this makes a weeping willow seem so significant... Putting all the past away, tucked into midnight tightly bound As I travel forward, my eyes see softly, looking out for you ...as we must... outstanding Hugs Lee J. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Kathy, one of your best...so expressive, so clear to see and feel. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You have urged me to add....I hope you don't mind, your's is quite good!! I stood, breath sealed against the roof of my mouth listening for the soft crunch upon the worn road, a road that travels an endless circle through a yard of countless tears and willows that wept the night into day...all the while asking me in that so well known whisper......Nay, say I to thee, for thy flesh cover no bones and no flesh colors the stark white of the tips of fingers that pointedly await me... |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"So, stop me at the willow bridge, keep me distant and invisible" so poignantly interesting ...such an insightful use of imagery. I am never disappointed when I read your work. The resolution of your ending left me breathless... |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
Patronizing autumn, when I want to slap the echo off the fields Sobs, shaking me by the shoulders, death is death But for the love that never abates or ceases its moist memory there are no endings reflections of love echo the image of your joyous message |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
"when I want to slap the echo off the fields" What a line, Kathleen! IWIHWT! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
TD, tears are literally welling in my eyes. Words cannot express how much your words touched me. Out of your painful loss, has come the epitome of poetic beauty. God bless you. Love & Eternal Life, Linda  |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Oh, my heart! I so feel the love and the pain. And this: "So, stop me at the willow bridge, keep me distant and invisible Let drift your charm as a sharp stick that reminds me of the risk" outstanding! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"So, stop me at the willow bridge, keep me distant and invisible Let drift your charm as a sharp stick that reminds me of the risk" awesome TD my new favorite of yours |
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Bronzeage Member
since 2007-07-20
Posts 197 |
Very well penned. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
came back for another read.... oh I loved this... Patronizing autumn, when I want to slap the echo off the fields Sobs, shaking me by the shoulders, death is death But for the love that never abates or ceases its moist memory |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
ThisDiamond, I can't single out a line because the it's like trying to single out a quilt square in an exquisite quilt. All are beautiful, but the beauty is greatest when they merge as one piece of art. A |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Kathleen, this is a most beautiful poem and one I wish to hold onto to read when remembering is needed. M |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
poignant and oh so softly beautiful Kathleen. Well done. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice read  |
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