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bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

0 posted 2002-07-16 05:21 PM

I erect solitude
in the glass of sunsparked windows.
Among the stormclouds, turning back
the sky in mountain layers.

Finding eyesight prisms
in the rainbows on the floor.
Painted words in footstep dust,
the curve of her dress dragging rain.

Someone's on the radio
singing blue downtones to love,
burning through the static heart
of shapes miscut in purple felt.

Pressing scented letters close
to kiss against unsmiled roads
and find a plea without address.
To lose regret, the mail again.

Unmade bed. Makeup things.
Ghosts of her among the room.
Her breath, I feel it in my eye
when I choose to dream.

Left unsaids. A beautiful haunting.
A universe of spiraled doubt.
To pick those planets' rings to wear
and burn my fingers in her flare.

Holding tight to warming cup
filled with warming things.
Her photograph is smiling snow.
I listen for her breath in rain.

She said burn ... together.
-TON

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2002-07-16 05:22 PM

Michael, if you continue to grow like this
as a poet, I will just have to get in that
line of folks who say "I knew him when..."

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

2 posted 2002-07-16 06:40 PM

Wow ... thanks Karilea.

She said burn ... together.
-TON

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2002-07-16 07:27 PM

I erect solitude
in the glass of sunsparked windows.
Among the stormclouds, turning back
the sky in mountain layers.

Finding eyesight prisms
in the rainbows on the floor.
Painted words in footstep dust,
the curve of her dress dragging rain.

Someone's on the radio
singing blue downtones to love,
burning through the static heart
of shapes miscut in purple felt.
===================================

You can haunt me anytime

you take each write to a higher inspire...
very cool write bsq-babes

How she loves me, I dont understand
If time wont change me, perhaps she can
And I feel her trying when were apart
God dont let me break her heart

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

4 posted 2002-07-16 07:35 PM

(smiles) Oh Michael, this is wonderful, sweet friend, this is indeed very hauntingly beautiful, may her snow smile forever bring a smile to your heart and make you feel like you are drinking hot cocoa by the fireplace deep down! (sigh) This is lovely, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

GoddessofHell
Member

since 2002-07-09

Posts 76

5 posted 2002-07-16 07:40 PM

Very Beautiful...

Heather

Anvrill
Senior Member

since 2002-06-21

Posts 710
in the interzone now

6 posted 2002-07-16 09:52 PM

God, baby, you always take my breath away... *kisses*

But please know, my love, that I do not approve of you getting all sad again. I hope you were just writing it out. 'Cause however beautiful the words of your sadness turn out to be, it still hurts me to know you're hurting. K? K.

I love you. You amaze me. Immer, immer, immer.

written in blood before everything went black

JCV

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

7 posted 2002-07-16 09:53 PM

Speechless

Cold hands means a warm heart

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

8 posted 2002-07-16 10:24 PM

Mr.Squirrel,
I have to nod in agreement with Karilea...

Left unsaids. A beautiful haunting.
A universe of spiraled doubt.
To pick those planets' rings to wear
and burn my fingers in her flare.

an absolutely spectacular piece...
it just blows me away...

~ hugs from a fellow rodent

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

wranx
Member Elite

since 2002-06-07

Posts 3689
Moved from a shack to a barn

9 posted 2002-07-16 10:25 PM

squirrel dude,
This Just Glows

Like a painting in oils, hung, just so, lit correctly. (no shadows, so one can see deep within)

Damn dude!

~wranx

I have great faith in Humanity...It's just most of the Humans, I'm not too keen on. E.F.Rose

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

10 posted 2002-07-16 10:50 PM

Squirrel!! Yanno...this is fantastic!
Your writing is growing in leaps and bounds..
Amazing...just amazing!
YOU are going to go far!
~Hugs~

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

devina
Member Elite

since 1999-10-28

Posts 3539
Cali

11 posted 2002-07-16 10:54 PM

Awwww....this is exceptional Mikey...

I'm lovin your view these days...but cheer it up a notch and put THIS there!!!

very smooth, this haunting dearest...
I'm not even gonna pick a favorite line- why you say? because the other stanza's would come after me...nope, not skeerin myself tonight!!! suffice it to say it was just plain good...

Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

12 posted 2002-07-16 10:57 PM

Glad you all enjoyed. And ah'm not sad, jus' writin'. If there is a sadness, it's been a part of me forever -- so I don't even notice it as sadness.

Which is kinda funny in a pathetic way.

Thanks fr readin'!

She said burn ... together.
-TON

brian sites
Senior Member

since 2002-06-25

Posts 1475
usa

13 posted 2002-07-17 12:05 PM

hey,
you found a way to break the
"no-more-than-three-posts-in-24-hours" rule
let's see
1..2..3..
you posted 7 poems at once
not fair not fair

going back to the drawing boardBS.

I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

14 posted 2002-07-17 12:25 PM

Um .... okay.

Glad y' enjoyed th' read BS, even if th' math's fuzzy.

Mr. Seven Equals One

She said burn ... together.
-TON

brian sites
Senior Member

since 2002-06-25

Posts 1475
usa

15 posted 2002-07-17 12:56 PM

no
I was counting the stanzas
in this one poem
meaning
DAMN you write good!
sorry for the confusion
cleverus lameius BS.

I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles

Elizabeth Cor
Senior Member

since 2000-10-13

Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods

16 posted 2002-07-17 02:46 AM

A beautiful haunting… oh, exactly…

here:
Among the stormclouds, turning back
the sky in mountain layers.

the curve of her dress dragging rain.

burning through the static heart
of shapes miscut in purple felt.

Pressing scented letters close
to kiss against unsmiled roads
and find a plea without address.

Her breath, I feel it in my eye
when I choose to dream.

the best:
Left unsaids. A beautiful haunting.
A universe of spiraled doubt.
To pick those planets' rings to wear
and burn my fingers in her flare.

oh, my, the moon poets are out… I am feeding like a wolf lol… lovely, mike

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

17 posted 2002-07-17 11:38 AM

I figured that out when I was falling asleep, BS.

Thanks, Elizabeth! I like bein' called a moon poet!

Mike

She said burn ... together.
-TON

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