How to Join Member's Area Private Library Search Today's Topics p Login
Main Forums Discussion Tech Talk Mature Content Archives
   Nav Win
 Archives
 Open Poetry #24 Archive
 Blued Brillance   [ Page: 1  2  3  ]
 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24
Follow us on Facebook

 This is an Archive. You may post a reply, but new topics are not allowed.

 
User Options
Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Create a Greeting Card with this Poem
Admin Print Send ECard
Passions in Poetry

Blued Brillance

 Post A Reply   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
Janet Marie
Member Laureate
since 01-22-2000
Posts 18986


0 posted 01-30-2003 12:19 AM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Janet Marie



"I am forever walking upon these shores
betwixt the sand and the foam.
The high tide will erase my foot-prints ...
but the sea and the shore will remain forever."

"We live only to discover beauty.  All else is a form of waiting."

excerpts from "Sand and Foam" Khalil Gibran

~*~

" ... And think not, that you can direct the course of love ...
if it finds you worthy ...  it then directs your course.

But if in your fear, you would seek only love's peace and pleasure,
then it is better that you pass out of love's threshing-floor.
But if you love and must need, let these be your desires:
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love ...

And to bleed willingly and joyfully ..."


excerpt from "The Prophet" Khalil Gibran


~~~~~

Blued Brillance

How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?

I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.

What would become of the sky if denied the clouds?
What if the stars were stolen from the moon ...
would midnight still retain it's magic?
What if the tides were taken from the shore,
if the waves were denied their constance?
If the day was denied dawn, the night denied dusk ...
would time stand still, would the seasons still change?

Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.
All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves.
Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.
Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.

No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

Yes ... I confess, I've fallen for the tides and all they told true ...
as well as for the vulnerability of your horizon's endless view.
This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.


Janet Marie



             


If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG



[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (01-30-2003 01:24 AM).]

© Copyright 2003 Janet Marie - All Rights Reserved
regards2you
Member Elite
since 10-01-2002
Posts 4192
California


1 posted 01-30-2003 12:57 AM       View Profile for regards2you   Email regards2you   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for regards2you



Janet,

When I saw your name I said: "Oh, goodie, I get to read a poem of hers" rather than a reply (all of which I am so grateful for, you've taught me much)

Your poem has made me cry and cry and cry.....I just love it...sitting here still with  lump in throat....

it is so touching and beautiful, in SO many parts I can't say anything else, except thank you for sharing it here.

A masterpiece....(now I should go look up some of your poetry, soon as I get a good supply of kleenix)

So enjoyed, Hugs, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

dhicks03
Member
since 12-26-2002
Posts 287
Missouri,USA


2 posted 01-30-2003 01:08 AM       View Profile for dhicks03   Email dhicks03   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit dhicks03's Home Page   View IP for dhicks03

Wowsa! Simply beautiful, I enjoyed each line and the pics took me there!!
Great write!!


Dennis
Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 05-26-99
Posts 25869
Hurricane Alley


3 posted 01-30-2003 01:20 AM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

Wow.


You've written with such longing and such wistfulness...and yes..pain. I certainly felt this poem JM. Thank you for allowing me to read it.
passing shadows
Member Empyrean
since 08-26-99
Posts 46297
displaced


4 posted 01-30-2003 01:59 AM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

what an awesome amount of thought and work you put into this one! This is a keeper!
Local Parasite
Deputy Moderator 10 Tours
Member Elite
since 11-05-2001
Posts 2929
Transylconia, Winnipeg


5 posted 01-30-2003 02:06 AM       View Profile for Local Parasite   Email Local Parasite   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Local Parasite's Home Page   View IP for Local Parasite

Oh, just when you thought she was done writing forever, here comes JM with another work of art for the Passions crowd!  So she can still write after all.  Had me worried there for a while, JM... and I was still skeptical reading this, usually when we come back from a long patch of no-writing, it's usually not right back into our highest quality work.  I have to say though, this is quite impressive, and easily lives up to your standard.

The title brought me back to Forever September, which I went back and read over again, just to get me in the mood for your work.  Sometimes it's nice to warm yourself up, before reading something new... heh.  You really must have a thing for blue.  No wonder you're such a fan of piptalk.

I have a few general comments.  Things that bothered me, not necessarily things that were wrong with this at all, was the concentration of questions early in the poem.  You obviously did that on purpose, so I'm not sure whether to critique it, but I personally think the questions could have done with a bit of explanation surrounding them.  Maybe, they could have been broken up a little bit more, like you start to do gradually as you work yourself into the poem.  

quote:
How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?


These are all great questions, but they came at me in kind of a close sequence.  I had to pause at the end of each line in order to get a taste of the question fully, before moving onto the next line.  I think you could have given that a bit more flow...

Okay, my criticism is over... structure aside, the questions themselves are brilliant and thought-provoking.  They seem to first challenge, and later examine the concept of moving on, old lovers to new, old commitments to new.  It gave me a personal reaction, which is a really hard thing to do for me.  Rhetoric is an excellent tool for bringing the reader into your world, because the reader's mind has an automatic urge to somehow respond.  This is also a great way to start a poem, because it makes that reader-poem link early on, which strengthens the entire poem's message from that point onward.

quote:
I was never given the empowerment of this knowledge,
this kind of confidence is beyond my capabilities.
This emotional deliverance seems as improbable
as my turning off the sunrise or silencing the wind.
I lack the strength required to reverse the rain,
to move a mountain aside, to turn away the tides.
I possess no secrets of how to sequester the seasons.


There you go with the nature imagery.  Are you one of those poets who sits on her roof at night and writes about the stars?  Heh.     

Love the mix of metaphor here, the nature theme really gives your situation an element of the sublime, as something unmoving, constant and overpowering.  You cannot reverse the rain, because you cannot change gravity.  You do not have the secrets of the seasons, so it is foolish of you to try and sway your devotion and admiration.  Lovely stanza, very well put forth.

quote:
What would become of the sky if denied the clouds?
What if the stars were stolen from the moon ...
would midnight still retain it's magic?
What if the tides were taken from the shore,
if the waves were denied their constance?
If the day was denied dawn, the night denied dusk ...
would time stand still, would the seasons still change?


I think that your organization of questions here is preferable to your first stanza.  It's a lot more engaging and involving, and there's a lot more leading up to the questions themselves.  "Would" is a great word to use when thinking of a way to enhance the effectiveness of questions.

I see here, that you are continuing with your metaphor of the natural.  Even if you could remove these natural elements from yourself, what would become of you then?  A beautiful articulation of the feeling of unsureness associated with moving on.  First, you feel that you are not nearly powerful enough to change what is unchangable.  Second, even if you did possess the power, you would remain unsure of the consequences for acting upon it... in this way,  you not only lack the power, you lack the will to change at all.  It's sad how logical total apathy can be.

quote:
Who holds these secrets, who is the keeper of the keys?
For what feels like forever, I have believed it was you ...
for so long now, you've been my axis, my gravitational pull.
All this time you've been the one who turned the calendar pages,
the one who promised the blue and the deliverance of the waves.
Only your voice could ever compete with their calming constance.
Not even the summer solstice captivated me as much as you in
perpetual motion, leaving me as awestruck as I was by the ocean.


Here's the answer to my curiousity.  I love the time you took to work up to this point, very much worth it.  This stanza itself could have been the beginning of the poem, but you built up to it so nicely that by now, it's something I am completely absorbed in.  So kind you are when feeding my curiousity.  

I also have to say, you've done a great thing by keeping the nature imagery constant throughout.  You might have devoted this poem entirely to the literal state of things, but instead you ran it through with oceans and waves.  Just beautiful, a real treat for the eyes.

quote:
No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.


The last line of this stanza strikes me as the most important line in the poem, and I also feel it's the most brilliant.  These are the kinds of lines that make history of a poet.  Expect to be quoted on that in classrooms a few hundred years from now.  

quote:
Yes ... I confess, I've fallen for the tides and all they told true ...
as well as for the vulnerability of your horizon's endless view.
This time I fell the farthest for the beauty of the ocean's blue ...
most of all, I took the fall for the brilliant blues hidden in the hues of you.


Like the contrary echo of "No" to start this stanza off.  I'm not 100% sure of its function, but I think it was important to show your transition from uncertainty to conclusion/acceptance.  I like how you alter the nature imagery in meaning a little bit (from the sublime, unshakable and awe-inspiring to the beautiful, understood and admirable).  This stanza is a bit of a shift, I feel, because it talks less of the remedy for your love, and more for the cause of it.  It's a wonderful way to end, as it kind of takes us back to before the beginning of this poem, back to the positive in the past.  In this sense it's a bit nostalgic, really.

Just loved reading this, JM.  You are so full of insight, I just love reading from you... write more, write often, and I'm still going to be here replying, like it or not.

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Parasite

"Faith" means the will to avoid knowing what is true.
~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 02-02-2000
Posts 28839


6 posted 01-30-2003 02:38 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

smiling.

I said that I thought this was your best.

I stand corrected. I KNOW that this is...

inspired, and full of wonder and anguish and longing and fulfillment, confusion and certainty, that pairs perfectly with your style of balances.

"How do I redirect adoration and devotion?
How do I cancel commitment and constance?
Will I be able to breathe when oxygen is denied?
Will I still feel the fire if the flame is extinguished?
Where will inspiration come from if not intensity of emotion?"

This did not confuse me in the least. Genuine heartfelt pleas--in the ache for balance. And all of this--ALL does a strike a chord of the physical in this reader--as they are the eternal wounds of humanity made fresh through your angst.

and I do so love typing this next sentence:

Baby, you bleed poetry.



love you Jan.

This is you, written inside out.

ethome
Member Patricius
since 05-14-2000
Posts 11545
New Brunswick Canada


7 posted 01-30-2003 04:13 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

I swear you just get better and better!

This is full of rich images ranging from melancholy questions about life present and hereafter to inner fulfillment by comparing the past with the present.

You're way too cool for your own good....Have you been quoted in a book or on national TV yet????

I wouldn't be suprised!
JamesMichael
Member Empyrean
since 11-16-1999
Posts 31622
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA


8 posted 01-30-2003 04:16 AM       View Profile for JamesMichael   Email JamesMichael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JamesMichael

Silky and blue...James
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Caelestus
since 06-25-99
Posts 67715
Listening to every heart


9 posted 01-30-2003 07:15 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine


Tried to slip this one in, thinking I wouldn't see it?  Silly moth...

I'll be back to read in depth...

Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 05-20-99
Posts 24426
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA


10 posted 01-30-2003 07:34 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

What if... All of those wonders... really began within ourselves..??

Beautifully written, JM...
Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean
since 07-07-99
Posts 32119
Tamarac Fla


11 posted 01-30-2003 07:52 AM       View Profile for Seymour Tabin   Email Seymour Tabin   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seymour Tabin

JM,
your writing is like the waves of eternity on the shores of forever. Do not ask of the art, you are a part. Sy
Sandpiper
Senior Member
since 06-15-2002
Posts 757
land of flora and fauna


12 posted 01-30-2003 07:52 AM       View Profile for Sandpiper   Email Sandpiper   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sandpiper

simply a pleasure to read, and read again--beautifully done and presented--enjoyed!!

"And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me...And something started in my soul."
Pablo Neruda

Sunshine
Administrator
Member Caelestus
since 06-25-99
Posts 67715
Listening to every heart


13 posted 01-30-2003 08:47 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine


Believe me, little girl...
you can't turn off the sunrise,
and you DON'T want to silence the wind...
trust me...

and you just knew I'd know...

Enchantress
Member Empyrean
since 08-14-2001
Posts 37801
Somewhere in time~


14 posted 01-30-2003 09:18 AM       View Profile for Enchantress   Email Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Enchantress

JM, you are a  joy to read!
An amazing write by an amazing writer!
I won't even try to pick and choose my favourite lines here..
It would disminish what I feel to be your best piece of work ever.
And when I read your work I do feel every word of every line.
Please grace these pages more often...
I have much to learn...and this I am allowed to do from you.
~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~

~Time has cast a spell on you,
  So you won't ever forget me~

Larry C
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Patricius
since 09-10-2001
Posts 10765
United States


15 posted 01-30-2003 09:25 AM       View Profile for Larry C   Email Larry C   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Larry C's Home Page   View IP for Larry C

JM,
How you touch my heart. I can't help but think of the song ebb tide. The inevitableness of your love and its consequences expressed in such bold analogies. Your heart so true, so determined, so constant and tender. Longing that I only wish I knew how to express. Yet longing expressed that becomes so personal to me. Your soul is so rich that it feels like eternity. I've been touched by an angel. One more keeper you bring to my collection. Bless you sweet friend for all you mean to me.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

Cpat Hair
Deputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Patricius
since 06-05-2001
Posts 12075


16 posted 01-30-2003 09:35 AM       View Profile for Cpat Hair   Email Cpat Hair   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Cpat Hair

No ... I don't begin to comprehend how to resist such brilliance,
nor do I understand how to exist without such promised presence.
I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

OK mothy one... you talk about poetry and then show us how it is done.. this part caught me
this bleeds poetry and longing...

more please!
Sunshine
Administrator
Member Caelestus
since 06-25-99
Posts 67715
Listening to every heart


17 posted 01-30-2003 09:40 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine


Cap'n...make sure you moth her to death, will ya?
Tari Miriel
Member
since 01-28-2003
Posts 70
The state of mind


18 posted 01-30-2003 09:42 AM       View Profile for Tari Miriel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Tari Miriel

Ahhhhh, totally splendid!
I hope to read more of
your fantastic word landscapes
and seascapes~

Tari
Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 09-21-1999
Posts 28608
California


19 posted 01-30-2003 10:04 AM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

Janet Marie

"I've no grasp beyond gratuity, no such securities of self preservation.
Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall."

The above took me on such a powerful emotional level...the whole poem is fantastic, emotive and personal, yet, you speak with the universe behind your words and I think that is because you love with a depth that we all long for.  

Mistletoe Angel
Deputy Moderator 10 ToursDeputy Moderator 10 ToursDeputy Moderator 5 Tours
Member Empyrean
since 12-17-2000
Posts 34089
City of Roses


20 posted 01-30-2003 12:50 PM       View Profile for Mistletoe Angel   Email Mistletoe Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Mistletoe Angel's Home Page   View IP for Mistletoe Angel





(smiles) Yay! Oh my gosh, you just have to post here more often, you are an amazing writer, sorry I'm late replying to this, I had a blast Tuesday evening at the Pepsi Center for the Tour De La Mangosta featuring Shakira! (kiss on cheek) This is beautiful, sweet friend, castles made of sand may slip to the sea eventually as hendrix himself said, but through the ebb a deeper shade of blue is inevitable, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Janet, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

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

Shakira

suthern
Deputy Moderator 1 TourDeputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Seraphic
since 07-29-99
Posts 20770
on the threshold of a dream


21 posted 01-30-2003 01:30 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

Like shooting stars and the sustaining rain ... I only know how to fall.

Your entire presentation is beautiful... quotes and pictures woven perfectly together with the skill of your quill. *S* But as excellent as the whole undoubtedly is, this line reaches another level... all the more appreciated because I can only see it from a distance. *S*
Janet Marie
Member Laureate
since 01-22-2000
Posts 18986


22 posted 01-30-2003 01:31 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

Pat ... what a wonderful, sincere, reply...thank you so very much... you humble me and put a big smile on my face at the same time. Thank you for sharing your kindness. *S*

Dennis... thank you poet sir, and fellow Missourian, for the read and the kind words. *S*

Sharon ... if you felt it then I know Im doing something right *S* .. thank you for the wow and for sharing you with me. *S*

Dixie ... Oh cool-- I just love being a kept moth LOL .. thank you so much for your enthusiastic reply. *S*

Brian ... your insight never ceases to amaze me... you always see things I didnt even see in my own words...I think ya make me look better than I really am LOL... you nailed most of all I intended and then some... Yes..the blue is part of me now...this is a continuation of how my muse has found new life ever since my trip to the ocean, I pray the waves never stop speaking to my pen. Thank you so much for the time and in depth reply, as I have told you before...the gift of seeing our work thru anothers eyes allows us clarity we can see when we are emotionally attached to our work.
And in essence thats the crux of this poem...its about my learning to accept that I am often ruled by my emotions and that they control how I react to everything...
sometimes we need logic and detachment to be able to have balance.
As for you always being here to reply...."like it or not"  
I wouldnt have it any other way THANK YOU!!

KA .... yes...exactly baby.... balance... (not in a moths vocab) *S*
Thank you me twin of heart...for always just knowing.
Love you too girlie

Eric... hey you!!!!!! Its sooooooo gooood to find your name here poet pal..miss ya around here....thank you for the high praise my groovy guy!!!!!  

SBJ ... silky and blue just like the ocean!! *S* Thank you poet sir.

Kari ... me slip somehthing past the sun? no way  *wink*

Nan .... thank you so much, a " beautiful from you means a lot to mothy me *S*

Sy-babers... you know us moths question everything *L* Thank you for seeing the waves in me words Stinkylove.

Kari ... if the sun dont know..who would? *wink* thank you poetess of the warm. *S*
TY for the pic help too

Nancy... thank you so much for this lovely, gracious reply...yes isnt that the magic of this place..the way we learn and become inspired by one another. Thank you girlie for allowing my words to touch you. *S*

Larry.... my goodness.. no fair making a moth cry *S* .. your reply is so sweet and so heartfelt by this grateful, humbled poet.... thank you seems too little to say for such a generous sharing of heart...Bless you for giving so much of you. If you were here Id give you the mothiest hug youve ever had


Ron ... Oh...so you are gonna use a moths words against her huh? LOL ...
MORE??? Ya mean I have to do this again???? rofl....my muse just ran out the door, I worked her too hard on this one. *L*  thank you poet sir.


Kari .. dont encourage him ... LOL  are you two ganging up on the moth? *wink*

Tari Miriel ... thank you for the "splendid" and for coming by...so nice to meet you. *S*

Martie ... girlie...you make me mothy heart smile....thank you sweets for this wonderful reply...you always see right thru me and I love ya for it !! *giving you a big hug*

Noah ... Im smiling at you .. thank you groovy guy for your enthusiasm and generous spirit. *hugs*

~~~

thank you everyone for your wonderful replies and support of my work ...
ya make a moth feel like a butterfly *wink*
My love to poetry land.
jm


If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG

Janet Marie
Member Laureate
since 01-22-2000
Posts 18986


23 posted 01-30-2003 01:45 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

Ruthie...ya slipped in while I was left handed peck pecking  LOL ... thank you girlie....me thinks you see more clearly than most thru the distance. Ya know us moths...we willingly take the fall *S*

Thank you Ruth ... your replies read like poetry.

If made to choose between the power of writing a poem
or the ecstasy of a poem unwritten I would choose ecstasy
In the end it is better poetry
KG

garysgirl
Deputy Moderator 10 ToursDeputy Moderator 5 ToursDeputy Moderator 1 Tour
Member Seraphic
since 09-29-2002
Posts 20064
Florida, USA


24 posted 01-30-2003 02:31 PM       View Profile for garysgirl   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit garysgirl's Home Page   View IP for garysgirl

Janet Marie, you have made me speechless, and you  know  that's not like me. All I can say is that this is absolutely beautiful....all of it, and I knew that I could learn a lot from you, but this is amazing. I've got to put it in my library, dear friend. Hope you don't mind.  

"Love makes the world go around"
~~with love and hugs from Ethel~~  
                  

 
 Post A Reply   Go to the Next Oldest/Previous Topic Return to Topic Page Go to the Next Newest Topic 
All times are ET (US) Top
  User Options
>> Archives >> Open Poetry #24 >> Blued Brillance   [ Page: 1  2  3  ] Format for Better Printing EMail to a Friend Create a Greeting Card with this Poem
Print Send ECard

 

pipTalk Home Page | Main Poetry Forums

How to Join | Member's Area / Help | Private Library | Search | Contact Us | Today's Topics | Login
Discussion | Tech Talk | Archives | Sanctuary



© Passions in Poetry and netpoets.com 1998-2013
All Poetry and Prose is copyrighted by the individual authors