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Anatomy of a White Knight

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bel1e
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0 posted 01-19-2012 08:21 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for bel1e


Later,
there are tears,
a sorrow slender
as a bellflower at first,
and opening its slow & delicate way
to grief,

fluent as the soul
falling toward you, wet
and gasping, an agony of willows,
late in January & hemlock,
tear strung, stung, haunted,
in the deep blue scythe of hours

you carve out of our secret,
a fossil of wild horses,
abandoned & impaled upon a carousel,
to bear garlands of frozen snapdragons
for reign and bridle,

& open their tiny pink throats to the night,
the calyx trill of winter birds,
with their penchant for silk
& pink ribbons, pigtails
& sequin dreams,

I am desolate now,
my body a bramble
tangled in its curfew of snow,

upon the window pane,
the incessant thump, thump
of these damn ivory moths,
on each wing, a word I speak in dream,
returns to me, cleft of blue light,
scissure in darkness,
fierce to extinguish the stars
with their vehement lash of wing
to glass, to glass,

pain is my familiar,
my envy,
my assurance,
and I am calmed
solely with the lace of spanned hands
at the throat’s small and fluttered vessel,

come, to besiege
the innocence of winter's stray tears.




             

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Margherita
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Eternity


1 posted 01-19-2012 09:12 AM       View Profile for Margherita   Email Margherita   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Margherita

A write to be savored slowly, word by word, image by image, emotion by emotion  ... and linger for a while in wonderment of the power of the mind that has arranged the lightnings of the heart into this POEM.

Brava!

Margherita

bel1e
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2 posted 01-19-2012 09:31 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Thank you so much, M~~~~

I am so pleased you enjoyed reading it!

             

Dark Stranger
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3 posted 01-19-2012 10:12 AM       View Profile for Dark Stranger   Email Dark Stranger   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dark Stranger

BBBel1e...I often envied the stored hole fills in the paper punch machine...they were the cookie cutter perfections that were kicked out of womb birth by metal boots to be stacked ontop and stuck to strangers of their own kind..leaving the majority (rest of the sheet of paper) behind just to wait for the wind to free them.  What did envy?  How I was one with them, with my color and shape and boundless freedom. Why did I include this here?  Oh hell you know why.

enjoyed your gravel here lady
bel1e
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4 posted 01-19-2012 10:23 AM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

My Dark white knight...the funny thing is that I do know why ....

:::::I think I may have barely escaped a hole punch...just barely tho:::::

:::adoring babygirl eyes::::

Thanks luv, for the wonderful attention...to detail, (as ever)~*~*
XOXO

             

JL
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5 posted 01-19-2012 01:16 PM       View Profile for JL   Email JL   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JL

If I were to use words such as breathtaking,
stunning, astonishing, and amazing I could never
really explaining how wonderful this poem is.
So I just use my old stand by: WOW!
Love it, BG.


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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Thanks JL~

I am so pleased you enjoyed it~

XOXO

             

Michael
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7 posted 01-19-2012 03:28 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Michael

Loved this... I can almost hear the souls of those fossilized wild horses in mourning, as they're spun round and round toward an eternity going nowhere.
You are a true artist.

Michael
bel1e
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8 posted 01-19-2012 04:00 PM       View Profile for bel1e   Email bel1e   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bel1e

Michael....thank you for the wonderful review. The skeleton horses are a theme that has ever haunted me....

Thanks for reading ...

Xoxo

             

ebonygirl
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9 posted 01-28-2012 03:28 PM       View Profile for ebonygirl   Email ebonygirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for ebonygirl

Hey Bel,
Enjoyed your poem, all of it.
This in particular-
"pain is my familiar,
my envy,
my assurance,
and I am calmed
solely with the lace of spanned hands
at the throat's small and fluttered vessel,"

Ms. E
bel1e
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Thanks, Ms. E~*~*~

              

 
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