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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

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in the shadows

0 posted 2003-05-31 12:07 PM

Sleep eludes me, hiding in the mists, in the dark abyss,
in shadow splintered clouds of faces, places, memories
swirling, tangled at the water's edge of dreams,
tendrils of the dragon's breath beckon me
to sleep that I may see,
disjointed thoughts caught in the skein of time
taunting me with flashing half imagined
half remembered scenes of you.

Six times this night I lay my body down to sleep
to loose the thread of harsh reality
to be set free to drift to swim
in supple seas that beckon me,
translucent lotus petals sailing free on gentle waves
on currents soft with scented possibilities,
warming visions just beyond the reach of clarity,
I sense the cleansing purity of you.

Six times as I begin to slip away into
the sheltered harbor of your love,
to seek the welcomed grasp
of love's swift undertow,
my body and my brain are jolted
out of sleep, out of timeless reverie
and I am tossed back, unwanted driftwood
left disheveled and abandoned on the beachhead of my life.

I am this night in search of peace
yet each attempt meets cold futility;
some years on rare occasions,
in late September when the moon and tides are right,
on a beach not far from where I live today
I've learned I can smell Africa
lightly on the breeze as taste that lingers
in the mind without my body being there.

My brain adds hours to a clock
that tells me you are sleeping,
if only I can reach a place within
the soft parade of dreams you may be keeping,
I might join you in brief endless woven moments
of hopeful shared awareness and delight,
but not this night, this night you are the taste
that lingers in the mind when I am hungry.

©2003 by Icebox

QjQ
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since 2003-04-18

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1 posted 2003-05-31 12:12 PM

very interesting write, i enjoyed

It's the quality of the complement that i feel, not the quanity.

SEA

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with you

2 posted 2003-05-31 12:13 PM

I am so completely blown away....I started to copy my favorite part, then, sheesh....IT'S ALL MY FAVORITE PART! wow, I am putting this in my library and will seek out your poetry from now on....

excellent!

CaseyLeigh
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since 2003-05-15

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3 posted 2003-05-31 12:14 PM

"taunting me with flashing half imagined
half remembered scenes of you"

this has a lot of great lines in it, but that one is my favorite.

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

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displaced

4 posted 2003-05-31 03:09 AM

very good very good

Chameleon
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5 posted 2003-05-31 03:40 AM

"Six times this night I lay my body down to sleep
to loose the thread of harsh reality
to be set free to drift to swim
in supple seas that beckon me,
translucent lotus petals sailing free on gentle waves
on currents soft with scented possibilities,
warming visions just beyond the reach of clarity,
I sense the cleansing purity of you."

The images and sincerety of these words, are like a warm rain shower on a cold dank day.

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

6 posted 2003-05-31 08:05 AM

Six times this night I lay my body down to sleep
to loose the thread of harsh reality
to be set free to drift to swim
in supple seas that beckon me,
translucent lotus petals sailing free on gentle waves
on currents soft with scented possibilities,
warming visions just beyond the reach of clarity,
I sense the cleansing purity of you.

Six times as I begin to slip away into
the sheltered harbor of your love,
to seek the welcomed grasp
of love's swift undertow,
my body and my brain are jolted
out of sleep, out of timeless reverie
and I am tossed back, unwanted driftwood
left disheveled and abandoned on the beachhead of my life.

I am this night in search of peace
yet each attempt meets cold futility;
some years on rare occasions,
in late September when the moon and tides are right,
on a beach not far from where I live today
I've learned I can smell Africa
lightly on the breeze as taste that lingers
in the mind without my body being there.
========================

there are the rare and exquisite times when I read a poem and I am left near speechless and breathless for the words of the poem speaks so eloquently of my own heart....saying the words I all too often now cant find for myself.

thank you for this moment of rare.
outstanding write poet sir...amazing.

Im still imagining your voice ...
can see the sparkle in your eyes.
I cant explain your power over me
Its understated understood & beautiful.
cj

[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (05-31-2003 08:08 AM).]

Nan

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Cape Cod Massachusetts USA

7 posted 2003-05-31 08:13 AM

Icebox - I'm really enjoying your work - and I'm so pleased that you've joined our ranks so that I can continue to read your poetry... Very nice, sir...

scorpio
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right...there

8 posted 2003-05-31 09:17 AM

I like the way you spin a phrase...most enjoyed..

believe in what your heart feels...

ethome
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since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

9 posted 2003-05-31 09:51 AM

My my but this is excellent writing.....What super delivery and thought provoking processes come to light in this piece...........thoroughly enjoyed this!

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

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Gaia

10 posted 2003-05-31 11:36 AM

my poetry fridge is filling quickly

this is a most amazing write
have I told you yet
how much I love reading your pen?

GG
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since 2002-12-03

Posts 3532
Lost in thought

11 posted 2003-05-31 12:42 PM

I don't know what more to say then... Woah!
And, mind if I keep this in my library?
good!
I will.

Always, Alyssa

- And so it was that time stood still -
(blink, breathe, stand, fight)

serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

12 posted 2003-05-31 05:57 PM

Stunning.

shaking my head here.

I exit saying only that I'm delighted with YOU and annoyed with ME...

Jamie
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since 2000-06-26

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Blue Heaven

13 posted 2003-05-31 06:08 PM

A very cool poem-- well done

J

There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
byron

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

14 posted 2003-05-31 07:58 PM

QjQ ~ I am glad you enjoyed it.  Thank you for commenting.

SEA ~ What a generous comment!  Thank you for reading my work and for commenting.

CaseyLeigh ~ *smile* Thank you.  It is a concept which I think is common among poets.

passing shadows ~ I am glad you like this.  Thank you for taking time to comment.

Chameleon ~ Thank you for reading my poem and for your comment.  I hope your day has sunshine.

Janet Marie ~ Thank you for your comment.  It is a beautiful and poetic picture.

Nan ~ That is a very kind thing to say.  I appreciate it.

scorpio ~ Well, you know it often feels exactly like spinning when I am writing.  Thank you for reading it.  I hope it did not make you dizzy! *smile*

ethome ~ Thank you.  I am glad you enjoyed it.

Midnitesun ~ *laugh* They don't need to be refrigerated! I am glad you like my pen.  That reminds me about a joke about reading a tattoo that said, "Welcome to Jamaica mon, have a nice day" but I think an explanation would run afoul of the rules here.

GG ~ I am glad you enjoyed my poem.  By all means, keep anything you like.

serenity blaze ~ *smile* If I stop posting for a while, will you then feel better about you?

Jaime ~ Thank you.  I am glad you enjoyed it.

Duncan
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since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

15 posted 2003-05-31 10:48 PM

If I had three wishes, one of them would be to write like this. (One would involve a blonde and the other would probably be illegal.)

Your poetry is about the coolest stuff to hit these pages in awhile. I enjoy reading you very much.

Songbird
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since 1999-12-15

Posts 2184
Missouri

16 posted 2003-05-31 11:17 PM

Believe this is the first one of your poems I have have read.. and it is truly amazing, while you may had a disturbed sleep you certainly have written a smooth dreamlike poem. I would love to hear you read it.

Martie

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17 posted 2003-06-01 12:00 PM

icebox

You write a poem, I read, and I'm swept into your feeling without realizing they are words, just words...knowing they are more. That is a gift.

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

18 posted 2003-06-01 12:19 PM

in late September when the moon and tides are right,
on a beach not far from where I live today
I've learned I can smell Africa
lightly on the breeze as taste that lingers
in the mind without my body being there.

=============================
but not this night, this night you are the taste
that lingers in the mind when I am hungry.

==============================

I am getting ready to call it a night and wanted to read this beauty as my last poem for the night. Perhaps I'll dream of my late Septmember solstice beside the tides.
Think I'll tuck this in my library for future late night reads.

apoetdreams
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since 2003-06-01

Posts 52
NJ, USA

19 posted 2003-06-01 12:46 PM

My brain adds hours to a clock
that tells me you are sleeping,
if only I can reach a place within
the soft parade of dreams you may be keeping

This line jumped out into my own world. Love this poem....

kristy

Make your words as sweet as honey, someday you may have to eat them.

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

20 posted 2003-06-01 12:55 PM

Duncan ~ Three wishes?  Now there's a thought! *smile* Thank you for reading my poem and for taking the time to comment.  I am glad you enjoyed this.

Songbird ~ Thank you.  That is a very kind thing to say to any poet.  I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and to comment.

Martie ~ *smile* If a poem is read in a wooded glen, do the oaks applaud, do the willows weep?  When the circumstances are proper, the hand's touch is welcomed on the skin; when contact is impossible, words if welcomed may touch the soul.  Thank you for reading my poem and for allowing me to share a thought.  I appreciate your comments.

Janet Marie ~ *smile* I am honored.  We have entered June and the Summer Solstice is just around the corner.  Can Autumn be far behind?  Thank you for your comments.  I hope your dreams rest gently on your soul.

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

21 posted 2003-06-01 12:58 PM

apoetdreams ~ *smile* I did not mean to intrude upon your world. I hope that you enjoy the thought, as I appreciate your comment.
Welcome to PIP!

Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

22 posted 2003-06-01 01:40 PM

I've been away for a weekend in the African bush where gentle sun shines from a clear blue sky and warms the chill of reality - for a time, a short time. You are an amazing writer and I truly understand this poem.

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

23 posted 2003-06-01 02:35 PM

Honeybunch ~ Hello my friend! I hope you had a wonderful time out in the bush where the earth still understands humans as a passing fancy. Thank you for reading my poem, for your comments and for your continued friendship.

Patricia
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since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

24 posted 2003-06-01 07:07 PM

Mr. Icebox,

With each line, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. This is an exquisite level of writing. Your images are wonderous, to say the least.

I am glad for the opportunity today to savor your work! I think I can learn a great deal from you!

Patricia

joelle
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since 2003-04-01

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25 posted 2003-06-01 09:09 PM

"this night you are the taste that lingers in my mind when I am hungry"

what a wonderful ending to one of the best poems I have ever read! Your writing amazes me!

snowpants
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KS

26 posted 2003-06-02 12:53 PM

"Six times as I begin to slip away into
the sheltered harbor of your love,
to seek the welcomed grasp
of love's swift undertow,
my body and my brain are jolted
out of sleep, out of timeless reverie
and I am tossed back, unwanted driftwood
left disheveled and abandoned on the beachhead of my life.

I am this night in search of peace
yet each attempt meets cold futility;
some years on rare occasions,
in late September when the moon and tides are right,
on a beach not far from where I live today
I've learned I can smell Africa
lightly on the breeze as taste that lingers
in the mind without my body being there."

this is awesome, icebox...that's a pretty shallow word for such a write as this...but I'm glad a friend of mine told me to check this one out...hit home in a way, as I just moved from the ocean myself (don't ask me why)...and I am desperately missing those tides...thanks for sharing this...I will definitely read this a few more times....

sp

just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our persian we call cajun on a wednesday...

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

27 posted 2003-06-02 01:22 AM

Patricia ~ Thank you for reading my poem and for sharing your comments. Please be careful with your heart, it has to last a lifetime! *smile*

garysgirl

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since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

28 posted 2003-06-02 01:29 AM

Icebox, with my being in a long-distance relationship with my Honey-Love, I feel like we are "Walking Between Worlds" quite often. This, especially, I relate to...

My brain adds hours to a clock
that tells me you are sleeping,
if only I can reach a place within
the soft parade of dreams you may be keeping,
I might join you in brief endless woven moments
of hopeful shared awareness and delight,
but not this night, this night you are the taste
that lingers in the mind when I am hungry.

I hope you don't mind if I keep it, too? I want to study your writing.
Hugs

Ethel

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

29 posted 2003-06-02 01:34 AM

joelle ~ Welcome to PIP!  Thank you for reading my poem and for your very kind comment.  I hope you stay and enjoy this place.

snowpants ~ The ocean, for me is the Mother.  There have been times in my life when I have lived far from any ocean...but I never liked it.  When I lived in the mountains of northwest North America, I used to go to one of the small rivers near my house and put my hand in it trying to feel the sea as the waters rushed toward it.  It worked...sometimes.  *smile*

Thank you for reading my poem and for your comment.  I hope it may have brought some fond memories of your favorite ocean.

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

30 posted 2003-06-02 01:39 AM

garysgirl ~ Oh, contrary to what the phone company says, long distance seldom is the next best thing to being there. I wish you luck with this.

Thank you for reading my poem and for your comments. Of course you may keep it! I am glad it pleased you. Pleasant dreams.

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