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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

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in the shadows

0 posted 2003-07-05 01:56 AM

We came that night
to join in life's free shivaree,
see if you were ready
to mix openly in reverie.

"Come walk the water's edge with me.
We can both stoop low
and touch the living earth;
we'll stroll along the levee
standing tall and dancing free,
we'll see if you can stretch
then
still reach the living stars with me"

You smile,
hips in teasing roll,
you tell me
with a playful wink
you will walk across the water,
on the surface of the river,
naked,
swearing openly
you are the daughter of the night.

Calmly I explain,
this is no child's school reunion
for the free of heart and soul;
these people think they're real;
it isn't right to frighten tourists
with the simple tricks
of carnivals,
distorting life
with twisted metaphysics
of the magi's craft.

I realize now
I lectured you,
when I should have
only
laughed.

"Balderdash!"
You exclaim in anger
louder than you should,
almost laughing at the word,
tipsy on the evening's wine
consumed voraciously
with chips
of unexpected freedom,
slips of tongue dipped in bowls
of unrepentant liberty.
"What's the point
of centuries
of crawling in their dirt
if not to learn
to play
with their emotions and their fears!
I won't really hurt them
and, besides,
I know
that you have shed no tears
for any of them
in more centuries
than I have known the stars!
It isn't like I'm hiding,
for the goddess' sake!
The secrets of the Universe are free,
like bits of memorabilia,
tucked away like souvenirs
of summer camp!
Why you'd think..."

"Shhh..." I hushed her rant
turned her head,
reminding her
that she was free;
but that she did not have to be,
made her see,
she can't pass up
the simple pleasures
of an evening yet to be.

Yes, she was free,
or so she would believe,
but I'd been wrong
to think she would be
ready now to see.
Tomorrow,
with a bit of luck
and skill,
she would awake,
back inside the tiny space
her mind believed was life,
and it would seem to her
that she had deeply slept,
and simply had the strangest dream.

"Shhh...
you will remember...
when the evening's course has run;
you will recall,
if you awake tomorrow;
you will understand,
and if you do awake...
When you awake,
when the evening's rains
have come and gone,
washed away the stains of fright,
the steps of pain and sorrow,
steps we've yet to take tonight,
if you do awake
you will recall
to laugh
and say, ‘Hello!' to brother Crow
when he greats you on the morrow,
as you venture out to play,
and if you do awake
when you awake
you must recall,
the dragon only hunts at night...."

©2003 by icebox

ecrivan
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since 2001-12-10

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my own state

1 posted 2003-07-05 02:28 AM

an interesting, wonderous tale...enjoyed the read

Martie

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2 posted 2003-07-05 03:41 AM

icebox...Brother crow always wakes me in the morning before dawn...I'll say hello and ask him to quiet down. I enjoyed this very interesting poem.

QjQ
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since 2003-04-18

Posts 3756
U.S.A.

3 posted 2003-07-05 04:46 AM

interesting read holds attention,,

A voice of honesty
   is treasured
more than voices
   of flattery
      QjQ

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

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in the shadows

4 posted 2003-07-05 02:30 PM

I think perhaps this is one of those pieces I should not have posted when it was finished.  It was late; I haven't slept much in a while and I have a headache that will not quit.  I write to distract myself.  If I had waited until daylight and re-read it, I doubt it would be here.  There are many ways to frighten the tourists and sometimes I forget.  Thank you for tolerating this little story.

ecriven ~ I am glad you enjoyed it.  Thank you for reading and for taking time to tell me.

Martie ~ *laugh* Well yes, the Crow is a very enthusiastic spirit.  Thank you for reading my poem.

QjQ ~ Thanks for reading and for telling me.

Local Rebel
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since 1999-12-21

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Southern Abstentia

5 posted 2003-07-05 03:58 PM

the first half of this poem is why I read you Icebox...

I agree with you that it could stand some editing -- but don't kill it -- just do it man -- just do it

fine material from a fine poet...

Skyfire

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since 2000-12-27

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Riding

6 posted 2003-07-05 06:33 PM

Definitely interesting... I enjoyed very muchly

It is said the Creator has taken a handful of South Wind and given each newborn Arabian the power of flight without wings

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