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Greeneyes
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In Your Poetic Mind

0 posted 2009-07-29 03:13 PM



here is how I hurt
in the memory of such orchids
they bleed like innocence's
some element of color
blue, green, pink
their flesh of winter/s


I hurt because I can
because it bears no witness
to my tongue
because it bears no witness to
the glass that shatter/s
but the memory is there in some silver
light that begs my attention
in your palm; like a child praying


the rain storms breathe heavy
wrapped in their own small language
a cradle of some love, long forgotten
how precious the blue; your color,
when I remember such visions
to behold  once more


I am tangled in some color of the moon
some pureness


wishing and waiting
for the rise

the seek of
    long hours -- ineach garden
to lay beneath my sleep

the sorrow of my dreams hovers over the green song
when I can rise and say there is no darkness in my nightmares

but  I am
    a reckless soul
searching for the secret

learning the speech of echoes

in such rivers

when you come bearing wildflowers

&   hold your palms closed—

when will my eyes forget the difference
between night and day—

the same greenweave I've made

I imagine you
at the edge of my language

your reflection stirring the day
before the world can translate
a meaning


and daylight falls

dusk to twilight

  in silvermemory


~~**~~
I never let one moment define me,
I define myself by all moments and how they teach and touch me......02  

© Copyright 2009 Lauren~ - All Rights Reserved
D.Lester Young
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1 posted 2009-07-29 04:37 PM


Visionary poet of moving lines dancing in the mind of your Uni-Verse. These lines caught me and held me.

"learning the speech of echoes
in such rivers
when you come bearing wildflowers"

Margherita
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2 posted 2009-07-29 04:43 PM


quote:
but  I am
    a reckless soul
searching for the secret

learning the speech of echoes

in such rivers

when you come bearing wildflowers

&   hold your palms closed—



Memories that trickle through your magical pen in an exquisite flow of beauty.

Love,
Margherita

Earth Angel
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Realms of Light
3 posted 2009-07-29 04:48 PM


Surely you pen this liquid silver memort with the purest of liquid silver ink...


Linda

Bill Charles
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4 posted 2009-07-29 05:16 PM


Greeneyes - you have created a poem worthing of being framed and placed where all can read it. This is excellent...

BC

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5 posted 2009-07-29 08:35 PM


I think this is the title of your next book?  Just fabulous Lauren, loved too many lines to pick just one or two.

     
            Mysteria

Greeneyes
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In Your Poetic Mind
6 posted 2009-07-29 09:13 PM


thank you all, I enjoy seeing each of your names here...

sharon...B I N G O...


luv and hugssss to all

~~**~~
I never let one moment define me,
I define myself by all moments and how they teach and touch me......02  

brneyedgrly
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7 posted 2009-07-29 09:23 PM



_______________________________

I imagine you
at the edge of my language

your reflection stirring the day
before the world can translate
a meaning
________________________________

all of it was wonderful

shel

my mind won't rest and I don't sleep...
not even in my dreams ~ s. nicks

Alison
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8 posted 2009-08-02 02:53 AM


I find myself swept along with the beauty of your words and phrases.  They kind of haunt me as I read and then I find myself mesmerized by how you put it all together.  Reading your poetry is like looking at a beautifully wrapped present - I want to just take it in before I open it.

xoxoox
Alison

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9 posted 2009-08-04 09:05 AM


How did I ever miss this?
Wow.
Speechless.

Except to say, "I hurt because I can" is one of the most powerful single lines I have read on here.

XGarapanX
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10 posted 2009-08-04 11:08 AM


Oh My Gumbo (confuzzled smiley face). I'm in the presence of alien magic. I see work like this and realize how far I have to go. Humbling.

·´~`·­»Garapan«­·´~`·

JamesMichael
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11 posted 2009-08-05 07:25 PM


A pleasure to read...James
Sunshine
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12 posted 2009-08-05 10:10 PM


Sometimes I truly believe
Emily
sits your shoulder, m'friend.

This is beautiful.


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