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Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

0 posted 2007-12-29 04:43 PM

She was a bygone machine
her wings were paper instead of steel
and she held onto demons, flew with angels,
leaving dust behind
for mortals to suck on.

Abuses rained down on her
she collected them like habits
and stored them in hidden places
in cracks and crevices
where they could be viewed at leisure.

She was wallpaper in a world of art
blending in where she could,
creating a scene in graffiti strokes
of black and blue, colours of sadness,
when she was noticed and removed.

She saw in kaleidoscopic fragments
filtered through the passage of time
but flew into the future
on battered, tattered wings
that could barely hold her weight.

She was a bygone machine
brought back to life
with artificial lungs and heart
so that the world might gape
before taking one more spin on the merry go round.

Always do more than is required of you George Patton

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2007-12-29 05:23 PM

Lynne, an outstanding poem...

so nice to read you and I love the picture

Wishing you a happy new year!
M

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

2 posted 2007-12-29 07:54 PM

"She saw in kaleidoscopic fragments
filtered through the passage of time
but flew into the future"
Fascinating imagery here, Lynn.
Wishing you a pleasant flight
into the new year.

Marsha

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-10

Posts 7423
Maidstone Kent England

3 posted 2008-01-04 11:04 AM

Beloved one, Oh wow, the imagery and line are simply staggering, you have to know this is an outstanding piece of literature. And yes sweet one I do mean Literature, of the first class kind. You know I love it, love it love it. This poem darling one, it is simply gorgeous and oh how I wish I had a thimbleful of your talent, sadly that is not the case, I am just TPO, not the beautiful one.
Love and warm mushy stuff
as always
Mushy
x x x x x
Sweetest one, I miss you so much, how I wish that you were here. I might be able to get you to assist me with my wretched coursework.

Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds
but I can face the future with courage brave and bold

Footprints In My Heart
Kethry

vandana

Member Patricius

since 1999-10-22

Posts 10463
USA

4 posted 2008-01-04 12:02 PM

enjoyed

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

5 posted 2008-01-04 03:42 PM

Nice piece of writing...James

SmartChick
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-09-23

Posts 7081
On A Journey To The Unknown

6 posted 2008-01-05 06:21 PM

This is rather sad. Although, I can relate to some of it.

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

7 posted 2008-01-05 07:13 PM

quote:
She was wallpaper in a world of art
blending in where she could,
creating a scene in graffiti strokes
of black and blue, colours of sadness,
when she was noticed and removed.

This write, dear Kethry, puts you at the center of the stage, no wallpaper or bygone machine stuff!

May the New Year bring much sunshine to your life.

Love,
Margherita

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