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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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her perfume burns my eyes, pushes me to her mind. it swims all around me with strange grace. burning flowers push me to their mouths, whispering in unsung syllables the fragile sweetness of their unseen face. someone sexy smoking a cigarette. a waterfall crashing into the sky. a sheer silk curtain twisting in summer breeze. loose hair in suspended dance by a fan. writing too ornate to understand. mathematical snakes, turned in on X Y Z’s. a miniature smokestack whose factory pumps pleasure. a breathing spectrum, seeing the world through veils. a flag pole burning, ashes on ceramic flower gift wrap to capture the excess, unfurling, embers fall; the light has gone. but memories remain to remind me of her power. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
amazing lines through out this piece, loved the poem. It's in your eyes a fire that's wild and glorious Unhibited, unfinished in everything I do Let the morning rise like our hearts desire" whipping boy |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks, Brian. Mike |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This was a flashdance of imagery, mike...geez...talk about a "strobe"---just like the daze of gaze into the smoke...fantatic...and have been trying to icq...now..grin..y'should turn me on? HEAVEN FORBID!!! (just can't stay out of trouble, grin...) |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
bsquirrel, fan-tastic, sheer silk and it pushes the limits Kethry Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
burning flowers push me to their mouths, whispering in unsung syllables the fragile sweetness of their unseen face. ============ a sheer silk curtain twisting in summer breeze. loose hair in suspended dance by a fan. writing too ornate to understand. ============= a breathing spectrum, seeing the world through veils. a flag pole burning, ashes on ceramic flower gift wrap to capture the excess, unfurling, embers fall; the light has gone. but memories remain to remind me of her power. ================= ahhh my squirrel prince of imagery ... things are so poetically cool when seen thru your eyes... this is awesome Mike ... poetic perfection in your combination of metaphor and unique imagery very cool indeed later- I like patchouli and Jasmine-gator  jm Am I loved by my words Will my vows weather the tide Bended knees can forsee all the rhythms of life And a heart can be held without pride ~Vante |
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Stan Member
since 2001-01-01
Posts 120Inland Empire Southern California |
This is a very fine piece of work bravo |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I'm stubbornly trying to bump you back into my reality.  |
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