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ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
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0 posted 2004-09-13 11:03 PM



A stream once meandered too complacent in trust
Drew the water to form a provocative bust
Change occurred at her hip, and the full of her lip
From the past did she step, into velvet night slip

In the breeze did she scent of his pillow dream spent
Moving butterfly wing brushed in blue view relent
Making time with his sighs the deep blue of her eyes
Paused on pink cheeked expressions summer simmer and wise

Though he brushed her away, mixing mortar with clay
Keeping tight to the chap pushing too close away
She got through even still, sat the point of his will
For the add and subtract left out multiples still

In his toss and his turn through a fevered nights burn
She continued to mellow her cello of learn
Mumbled curses and shout might he throw the bath out
With the water and waves as a cold hearted doubt

And his lips locked in stoic turned pillow to puss
With her chin on her fists, ignorant of his fuss
As her fingers spread shores in the silver of curl
Understanding absorbed from the oyster to pearl

And he lifted his head, standing tall as he was
Cussing cupid and lockets, popping sprockets because
There inscribed in the silence of impossible weight
Shined the key to let open the impassible gate

When the story was written he had failed to see
That his glory forbidden in her heart could not be
Little shivers made shore, leaving prints at the door
In his hands shook her shoulders and they talked a bit more

With the waters thigh high, just the gleam of his eye
He unpacked and unrolled all his baggage there lie
Just a mason by trade, building walls he had made
And a stream that adored him stood her ground as conveyed

Copyright Kkh 9/13/04

© Copyright 2004 Kathleen Harris - All Rights Reserved
BluesSerenade
Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549
By the Seaside
1 posted 2004-09-14 12:23 PM


I'm speechless, I don't know how you do it,
but I'm so glad you keep doing it.

I guess if I had to pick one verse it would be this,
mind you, it wasn't easy to choose!

In the breeze did she scent of his pillow dream spent
Moving butterfly wing brushed in blue view relent
Making time with his sighs the deep blue of her eyes
Paused on pink cheeked expressions summer simmer and wise

I am truly in awe of your work, Kathleen.
Thank for sharing your wonderful gift!

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26
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displaced
2 posted 2004-09-14 12:40 PM


I always love your stories
Susan
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since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104
walking the surreal
3 posted 2004-09-14 03:06 PM


This is wonderful, and I love the ending.

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you.  Joy is a state of mind.

gemjop
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since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587
Pencilveinia, USA
4 posted 2004-09-14 08:53 PM


As her fingers spread shores in the silver of curl
Understanding absorbed from the oyster to pearl

You've impressed me before, but wow. I'm not normally a lover of many people's rhyme, as some tend to limit themselves and are forced into using words that don't fit, or repeat themselves, I don't know, maybe it's just me. but this, lacks nothing! It has rhythm and so much depth and imagery, and even though its longish, doesn't lose it for one second.

I loved the above lines, and the whole theme. I'm keeping it!

DavePage
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since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917

5 posted 2004-09-14 09:00 PM


Really good TD

Dave

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6 posted 2004-09-14 10:35 PM


And a stream that adored him stood her ground as conveyed

Awesome ending K.  Loved all of this poem.
A very good story...and an excellent ending.

Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
7 posted 2004-09-14 10:36 PM


Understanding absorbed from the oyster to pearl

And he lifted his head, standing tall as he was
Cussing cupid and lockets, popping sprockets because
There inscribed in the silence of impossible weight
Shined the key to let open the impassible gate

When the story was written he had failed to see

~*~

Your writing is book special...fantasies and luxury and common sense...rolled into one. I wish I could meet you...just to find out if you are human...or magician.

I think, a touch of both.

Thank you Kathleen, for your continued sharing!

gemjop
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Pencilveinia, USA
8 posted 2004-09-22 08:24 PM


bump.
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