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A flower in my tomb (response to my challenge)
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A flower in my tomb (response to my challenge) |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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I just finished up a few hour's worth of job-searching for a position in Calgary, so I can be closer to Lorigrrl (see what love does to you?  ). Anyway, since I'm online, I thought I would write the following, based on something I read today of the Parisian catacombs:A flower in my tomb I am bones embedded in the wall. My eyes have been hollowed out by time. Can you see old sight within these holes? Can you see to where my brain once thought? Lights in this catacomb, shriven up by living hands. The dust on their passing shoes calcifies their when and why. I have lain slowly down to meet the faces of the tomb. Miles below the streets into the city's caving pits. Bone chapels and ossuaries, charnel houses and cemetaries. I have joined in, neighbors -- all my friends and enemies. Fighting over spaces once to breathe in for a while. Now one voice forever held. This voice you too will someday know. You see these bones that lie here are waiting for yours. You see that time will make you into a monument. Etched over memories and silkworm cocoons. Hold tight to the crossing of your fallen arms. Painted shadows, dusty silence, a rotting solace here. No one knows your name. Your bones will be remembered. May you be a guidepost for someone's lost lantern. Some disintegrating shadows point the way outside. And as they pass by, like flowers in a river, petals in this tomb caught within the life of air. Such colors I can see no longer, but someday their love will join us. They will join in calm rejection of flesh, of dust, of care. Said if I only could ... |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
almost like you were actually there, Mike though I guess in a universal way, ya were. "Hold tight to the crossing of your fallen arms" damn the bones perspective you will join me, my flowers damn moldyBS I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
*creak* Thank you, brian. I love your poem on th' flower/tomb subject.Squirrelbones Said if I only could ... |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
bsquirrel this is GREAT!!! I love these lines.... And as they pass by, like flowers in a river, petals in this tomb caught within the life of air. Such colors I can see no longer, but someday their love will join us. They will join in calm rejection of flesh, of dust, of care. Enjoyed Much DeaDiAmore |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Much appreciated, DDeAd.Said if I only could ... |
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Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
There's this calmer voice that you sometimes get in your poetry... Sort of like it's standing back and watching; and it always gives me this feeling of age. Not like an old person! Silly. No, age like the wind and the water and the rocks. Something so much more than human. But that's just the feeling I get when I read your poems with this voice. So. I love you so much. The loneliest words you'll ever know: |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Wow ... thank you, Lori. I think you just called my words ageless... Wow...Said if I only could ... |
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Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
*kiss* THAT'S what I was trying to say. Kuhl. The loneliest words you'll ever know: |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
*kiss back* I love you, silly. Said if I only could ... |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
working on this one Mikey...busy packing...so's the internet is a luxery these days!! Love the ageless feel of this! I should have stayed away till I wrote mine...  ...but I shall just have to carry on!!great starter line too mistah M!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks for stoppin' in, D. Now get back to whatever it was you were doin' before. Much love to y'.Mikey Said if I only could ... |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Not only for some stranger reason than easily explained, the transition from your commentary at the top to the poem so grandly done below it made me think of the similarities yet differences between Verlaine and Rimbaud...odd? Yet for the poem itself, captivating is a good word in its extreme definition... "May you be a guidepost for someone's lost lantern." This line meant a lot to me both in and out of context. Great, bsquirrel! |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Here is the poeminapoeminapoem that strikes me best. "Bone chapels and ossuaries, charnel houses and cemetaries. I have joined in, neighbors -- all my friends and enemies. Fighting over spaces once to breathe in for a while. Now one voice forever held. This voice you too will someday know" Ya know? Yeah, you know. ~wranx The shortest distance between two points... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I'm pleased you enjoyed th' offering, Purity and wranx. Said if I only could ... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yeah...this one would fit the challenge quite well my friend... some great imagery and lines in here as well as the ideas... enjoyed! |
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