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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Diviner He sighs and pinches open flame Between forefinger and the thumb. Smoke rises through darkness to claim The air, with scent of things to come. His wild eyes, focused on naught, Lost to images from the void; Reveal to him things never taught, Nor in the realms of man deployed. The danger to name a thing, “mine.” The hesitancy in a voice— Curse he refuses to divine, As echoes of silence rejoice. Yet he can’t unsee things that “are.” For now is here, not yet to pass. And there is no raising the bar— There is no turning of the glass. He falls backward, into the chair, And in the black, closes his eyes. His future lost to a despair Even the Gods couldn’t improvise. There is no choice, but to follow The heart where it wishes to go. Though the path leads to a hollow, Naught but emptiness could bestow. Michael Anderson 5/02/2015 |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Michael I always marvel at your work. You do a fine embroidery of words to tell a story, most often in dazzling dark shades. Your rhymes are (I think of them as) complex but not forced. You use older, formal English like I use clichés. Guess that makes me a fan.  ~L |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
rejoicing with that silence* Have I ever told you 'bout the gypsy curse? might be a mark but it's a divination of strength in trials vs a curse. I could fall into this topic but fallin's messy...so I'll lean a bit for you to hear me better  I can feel past and present mingling on a path and I'm thinkin' it to be a good thing Michael  You even throw in enough warm to make it feel like home, hesitant as it may be.ever ~T Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lori, thank you so much for your words. I used to think I was born a century beyond my time... I know my writing style alienates me from many audiences, but to hear such praise from even one person makes all the difference in the world to me. Tanya, a very good path, indeed... and if home is where the heart is, well I'll be there soon. Michael |
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