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Konrad's Dance
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Konrad's Dance |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Konrad’s Dance It was not easy, after all quitting thoughts of that woman who had, in some way, sensed my despair, who had followed my trail into another world, and me, never showing myself to her. It was not easy, being only a fantasy to her. Dana left me with chocolate dreams, but she, this older woman, she dressed my needs in fabrics I thought I had left behind, so I visited her own steps again, asked and gained a small weekend job at the hacienda where she had lunched, breathed, walked, touched. If I could clean up behind her, in some way, wipe away her footsteps, clear the air of her fragrance, perhaps I could cleanse my own thoughts. She had only been a few hours at Hacienda Xcanatun, long enough to enjoy a meal, walk the gardens, but I swear she left behind her soul. She visited my dreams last night, dancing with her arms uplifted, as if she had not a care in the world, or at least, not in this world; she was neither slim, nor heavy, tall nor short, but just there, a creature beseeching the gods and skies that they would rain down on her all that would give her life, and knowledge.  Never would I have expected to awaken this morning, to see her there, just where forest shadows begin, and to hear her, again, in this lush and lusty el jardin, beckoning, her limbs in lift, in spiritual white, gesturing, dancing, in and with ocean-swept wind songs. Look at her. She once traced my steps ~ and if I but cross the bridge ~ she will lead me into shadows that will remain in my heart for all time. ~*~ Photo, Courtesy, J&M Divilbiss Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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Never would I have expected to awaken this morning, to see her there, just where forest shadows begin, and to hear her, again, in this lush and lusty el jardin, beckoning, her limbs in lift, in spiritual white, gesturing, dancing, in and with ocean-swept wind songs. Look at her. She once traced my steps ~ and if I but cross the bridge ~ she will lead me into shadows that will remain in my heart for all time. ================================= Me thinks Konnie boyeeeee better go....cross that bridge..... chocolate is over-rated...gives one migraines.  lovely mystical write poetess of the sun. keep em coming.  Cant believe you need me, never thought I would be needed for anything. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Look at her. She once traced my steps ~ and if I but cross the bridge ~ she will lead me into shadows that will remain in my heart for all time." When Konrad steps back into the picture... Magic Happens!! ~ Lost in you, I found myself. ~ |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea What a trip you weave! Wonderful! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Excellent...a joy to read...James |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Again this amazing figure gives us such a neat picture of you. Well done! KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
The last three stanzas of this poem are powerful, filled with an almost mythical beauty and foreshadowing. Lovely picture too, it adds to the poem. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
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Look at her. She once traced my steps ~ and if I but cross the bridge ~ she will lead me into shadows that will remain in my heart for all time." Cross the bridge Konnie!!!!  |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Wait...if he goes won't there be "shadows on his heart for all time"??? That is going to leave a mark...  Do go on, Karilea!"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" ~Sarah McLachlan~ |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh I love this Karilea, every line, every image..like JM said, a very mystical write. Maree  What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Oh, you are freaking me out, now. I visited Merida when I was 16 with my parents, and visited the Mayan ruins (back when one was still allowed to climb them). This reminds me so much of that time. Great capturing that tropical feel that makes the air dense with heat and romance. I remember my room in the hotel (but it was the Hotel Merida, I think). It had ceilings 2 stories high with a chandalier that hung all the way down like a pendulum. When we climbed Chichen Itaza, my mother chose that moment to reveal her fear of heights. She got stuck halfway up (or down, depending how you looked at it) and clung to a thick metal chain for two hours, while my stepdad took pictures of her from the top and I ran up and down the ten stories. Drank coconut juice right from a coconut, too. Great memories you've evoked, see? Always a pleasure to read your work. This is one of your best, IMO! Corinne |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Konrad knows you so well -- and, better yet, you know him!  |
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