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Ashen Are The Lamentations
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Ashen Are The Lamentations |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631
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Ashen are the lamentations, the mewing eulogy of crickets exiled to the midnightblue pastures, I keep strewn with the wreckage of pumpkins, charred wood, and glass as dawn sets an exodus to music, simmering in all its pink omens, yesterday still in its husk, ablur with the wings of doves, screaming for pulp and mash, Winter is a halo of ash where black mares run like a memory, peripheral to the orchards, and my home becomes this slow deluge of loops and tumbles, all thumbs to hold the Calabash moon by its drawstring, swallowing these inching shadows, my soul gloved in a raiment of skin, and heaven is in a hollowed promegrante, bubbling on a spoon, secreted in a lacquered box with gold filigree, a kept mistress, locked in a tumbledown tower, and just yesterday there were wraiths bluing the soft lips of wildnight gardens, slowfires and ecstasy, given so much time to hum against the hands of a pumpkin clock, as it ticks off the minuets in its bittersweet pulp, and inches along barefoot, the glass shards like shrapnel embedded in my heel.  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
lord......... you just always blow me away kid with your wording and the way you have with images... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
thanx Chief~ actually, the graphic I wanted to post with this...lol...probably would have gotten me banned... but this will do, I suppose~ ~love you |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
a VERY interesting ‘write’! I am especially fond of: “Winter is a halo of ash where black mares run like a memory”; “Ashen are the lamentations… exiled to the midnightblue pastures, I keep strewn with the wreckage of pumpkins charred wood, and glass”; AND: “there were wraiths bluing the soft lips of wildnight gardens, slowfires and ecstasy” Applause!! |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
dreampoet~~ thanx so much for taking a peek~~~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Winter is a halo of ash where black mares run like a memory, peripheral to the orchards, and my home becomes this slow deluge of loops and tumbles, all thumbs to hold the Calabash moon by its drawstring, swallowing these inching shadows, my soul gloved in a raiment of skin, and heaven is in a hollowed promegrante, bubbling on a spoon, secreted in a lacquered box with gold filigree, these lines have always stood out for me in this.... but it is hard to take any one group of lines and not pay homage to the whole... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanx, Chief~~~ for the eyes...and soft touch~~always~~ |
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