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Siren Song

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bel1e
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0 posted 01-18-2012 03:17 PM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for bel1e



Dream is 1/6 of prophecy.
and the New Yearís a hinge of molten silver
upon the gallows where darker angels hang

nightmare, 3 broken promises
and sunflowers swing
before the spring shatters your heart,

O what desperate god holds
these barren minuets in its fists,
like a shard, a fragment, an afterthought,

our someday child
unclasps rigid cicada wings
to cover the trinity of watermarks, gravel, dust,

grieves for the hush, the blur, the burr
before the haphazard cruelty of shears
at the nape, cuts my perfect plait,

and I begin to erase the mistake
of the Tarotís paper destinies,
all rain swept,

our fairytales bear their cryptic answers
in italics and its milky 4/4 time,
snaps shut, suddenly

windmills tilt sideways,
a vague ellipse of limbs,
for who can say

what the body is capable of?
What dark swimming,
lies within?

elsewhere,
thereís a flowering,

a quiet scythe
slits the un-cut bulbs into homesick
and immaculate darkness,

cobwebs have spun cocoons
around these moments,
an upside down moon

tunnels its light
like a bluemilk river
beneath the floorboards,

what gentle trappings sweat and moan?
and who can say the water doesnít sing
to my body,

like something lost,
cling to my body
like salt membranes, a-thickening,

or that in French,
the word for rain,
isnít so terribly far from, to cry.




             

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Amaryllis
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1 posted 01-18-2012 03:54 PM       View Profile for Amaryllis   Email Amaryllis   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Amaryllis

Such beautiful, fey writing. I never grow tired of reading you. This is evocative of barely-there hope, greening from despair. Watery, moist, gorgeous.

Amaryllis
bel1e
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2 posted 01-18-2012 04:00 PM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Amaryllis...thank you for the warm reply ~

             

JerryPat2
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Amaryllis spoke for me, and I'm happy she did because I was at a loss what to say about this gem. It so stunned me I once again came up blank.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~

bel1e
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4 posted 01-18-2012 04:59 PM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Thank you Mr. Pat....I'm so pleased u enjoyed reading this....mermaids have always held the most beautiful, fragile and dark mysteries for me...

             

Michael
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5 posted 01-18-2012 10:59 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

I could never tire of your imagery... And the darkness is immaculate, isn't it?  Another beautiful rendering.

Michael
bel1e
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6 posted 01-19-2012 05:34 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Thank you, Michael~*~darkness it is certainly immaculate!  XOXO

             

Dark Stranger
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BBBel1e..I often wondered if it was the women singing or if it was the lonely stones they used as thrones, that made that sound of hollow die.  enjoyed you river girl

bel1e
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8 posted 01-19-2012 07:28 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Dark, dark daddy~

an intersting observation...though I like to think that the siren song is created by something tender and alive...and not by something as cold and harsh and unchanging as stone...the song of the Sirens call men to abandon themselves, to hurl into the deep, to sprout wings, to transform, to die to self and emerge into a new form with new knowledge and understanding...the journey though through that...might kill you...LOL...here's to ~*~hoping ~*~

~gentle thanks for the eyes, darkness~*~

             

ice
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9 posted 01-19-2012 07:46 AM       View Profile for ice   Email ice   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ice

Your poems all seem like siren songs
to Odysseus, tied to the mast--

Or perhaps, naiada, you call out  
tales that rise in mists
above fresh water...

Salt, or fresh-when I read I remove the wax, and blinders
At your songs,
I crash my mindship into the rocks.

Have mercy on this mortal.......:-)
bel1e
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10 posted 01-19-2012 09:48 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

My brave iceman~

methinks...you carry your own deep protections...and can easily turn the tides with your mighty heart..so no wax, no rope need bind you to safety...especially not from the likes of me...

:::warm and careful amber eyes:::

XOXO

             

JL
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11 posted 01-19-2012 01:26 PM       View Profile for JL   Email JL   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JL

"like something lost,
cling to my body
like salt membranes, a-thickening,

or that in French,
the word for rain,
isnít so terribly far from, to cry."


BG, nice soft flowing embrace within your words,

that last verse so true.
Add a little progressive jazz to this
and you could call it a chardonnay.

Enjoyed....
No, really!

JL


Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!
bel1e
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12 posted 01-19-2012 02:07 PM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

JL~

you're a doll~  Thanks for checking this one out, glad u liked it

XOXO

             

 
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