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Honeybee
Member Ascendant

since 1999-12-26

Posts 5372
Ontario, CANADA

0 posted 2002-03-26 12:17 PM

Falling Into The Sky

Sun's sanguine seeps across the mountain
through snow-capped peaks of crystal icing
frosted from weep before of capricious sky.
And, I close my eyes through sighs
that unfolds like petals of rose,
careening out of myself,
whirlwinding into the echo of shadows,
rising down into the up
of falling with intensity.

Into the silence of shifting sands
like a kite through waves of wine through time
the sun sways softly over skin, bathing me in it's light.
I catch my breath, so fresh upon the wind
through horizons of misplaced dreams
to find that they still live
in freedom's flutter, cradled with peace.

Imagination becomes the promised sky
through brushed hues of rainbow
that blend with strokes of azure
strutting a gown of diamond lace clouds.

Laughter plays beneath the sunset
leaving behind faded pictures of the past
from the unfinished canvas of eyes
as I become a work of art
by the muse of the Lord
in terracotta eclipse of day.

The moon hangs in black velvet
aside stars sprinkling lemon drops of dew
that tickle in swirl across my tongue
and coat my feathered sails
in adorn of miracles.
Breathless, in kiss of heaven's honey
through boundless sip awash over my voice,
I stroll in hum of serenity's song,
I am, at once, beautiful.

But, night refuses to dance into the dawn,
for, this is just illusion,
and, fate has not yet bestowed upon me
the wings of a butterfly.
Regret pales the kaleidoscope of life
as I am surrounded by the hands
of a thousand clocks ticking on my soul
that 'too late' is fast approaching.

My heart has too many blank pages
from books I never sought to read
like an unopened window of opportunity
made from fragile mosaic of glass
ready to shatter without warning
from tears that smear the windowpains.

Still, one must peer out once in a while
to fly into the beckon of love
until, at last, dreams see light
all the while soaring with intensity
of falling into the sky.

By Melissa P. Monette

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

1 posted 2002-03-26 12:26 PM

Melissa,
A wonderful palette a beautiful picture.

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

2 posted 2002-03-26 02:55 PM

from higher still. . . without wings. . .

just wonderful Melissa. . . totally amazing. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

3 posted 2002-03-26 07:14 PM

(smiles) Awwwwwwwww, this is such a beautiful vision of loves hope, sweet friend, yes, yes, may we always stare out from the balcony of loves belvedere and always anticipate and embrace our dreams knowing someday they can come true! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is heavenly! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Melissa, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

4 posted 2002-03-26 07:25 PM

Melissa, so soft and such awesome imagry,
nicely done..

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

5 posted 2002-03-26 08:39 PM

The moon hangs in black velvet
aside stars sprinkling lemon drops of dew
that tickle in swirl across my tongue
and coat my feathered sails
in adorn of miracles.
Breathless, in kiss of heaven's honey
through boundless sip awash over my voice,
I stroll in hum of serenity's song,
I am, at once, beautiful.

But, night refuses to dance into the dawn,
for, this is just illusion,
and, fate has not yet bestowed upon me
the wings of a butterfly.
Regret pales the kaleidoscope of life
as I am surrounded by the hands
of a thousand clocks ticking on my soul
that 'too late' is fast approaching.

My heart has too many blank pages
from books I never sought to read
like an unopened window of opportunity
made from fragile mosaic of glass
ready to shatter without warning
from tears that smear the windowpains.

Still, one must peer out once in a while
to fly into the beckon of love
until, at last, dreams see light
all the while soaring with intensity
of falling into the sky.
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girlie...I dont know what youre putting in your tea..but I need some of it...
this is one very very cool write.
Your depth of expression wrapped up in poetic mastery of metaphor and imagery is becoming more impressive with every write.
That's one heck of muse ya got Melis.
Your pen gives you the gift of butterfly wings...dont doubt it.
heart-hugs
jm

Of all the things in me I could never be,
of the true I kept hidden from view,
the best parts of my heart ...
were the ones touched by you.

jm

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

6 posted 2002-03-26 08:43 PM

...Exquisite!...

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
Dancing with you in the summer rain~

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

7 posted 2002-03-27 02:09 AM

what a beautiful piece Mel, I fell in love with it!

vandana

Member Patricius

since 1999-10-22

Posts 10463
USA

8 posted 2002-03-27 04:53 PM

enjoyed

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

9 posted 2002-03-27 04:55 PM

Very beautiful, so any parts that I liked the best, I just can't pick one.
Thanks again for your lovely words.
Sandra

Charisma

Member Ascendant

since 2000-09-30

Posts 5906
lost in blue pages

10 posted 2002-03-28 09:19 AM

Love it!!

both your words and the picture which fits it well...Wonderful piece.

Charisma

Aimster
Member Elite

since 2000-02-19

Posts 4297
Charlotte, NC

11 posted 2002-03-28 10:02 AM

Mel,

i truly am in awe of your work as of
late, and quite frankly a bit jealous
too

this is a seriously stunning write,
both imagery and vocabulary one of
perfection...excellent metaphors you
have here, formed only by the beautiful
writing of your words! gorgeous!

take care sweets.
amy

"you can't stop
the rain
from pouring down
can't stop the
world from turning 'round
can't stop me from
loving you
no matter
what you do"

[This message has been edited by Aimster (03-28-2002 10:04 AM).]

Verve
Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 348
Singapore

12 posted 2002-03-28 12:40 PM

Hi Melissa ...

You have taken me on the most beautiful flight across the skies ...
This is so well written

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