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Open Poetry #33 - Part 6
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Open Poetry #33 - Part 6 |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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The man I knew is lost happy never after in foolish thoughts of the gardener, epilogue no dancing partner, soldier and mother die in this epic grand quest. A door is a door, no homecoming for the heart of semi-stone and this house knows a sorrow. It’s a question of seasons in late-night questioning, my submission loaning voice to your house of white birches in sync with the final feel of stars and clay … just a maybe in one bed three wept. You are there, here with me in my story untold summoning the will to wish upon a snowflake a touch, and today I want to be your memories of love and first impulse of serenity rising above it all. My interlude with fancy, what it ever is to ponder the invisible art of morning sun – another day, another blessing, unseen surprise my talk with God to jumpstart my heart trapped beneath the fists of comedy and tragedy. In my defense, it was a gift at birth the flowers and tears and rolling tide of a dream. Am I blue? Fenced by words this wearied lamb, a young lady’s mind like Venus fading; would that suffice in a harlequin world? Heart-melt moments and what the fingers know; can you say you don’t need her each blessed morning? What can I say in the wake of dream this cherry moon lifted up just because … so tell me how it’s done, mind power to bring passion when the stars gushed in a small part of the world, but who cares about technicalities, essence of the heart the comfort of darkness in the summer of love. Just breathe sleeping in the lap of Delilah loving the moment. I stepped aside from the swirl of thought beneath the sheets intrinsic as love is for broken hearts. My absence, no words for love, but beyond simple there is colour, soft petaled thoughts dancing wildly lacking the “perfect” poem, metal shadows searching. There is no mystery in simple history, only we two upon this earth too forgetful behind the times of love at first sight holding arms with memories. Call your mother, Still, still sweet shadow changing focal length but that’s how it’s meant to be. Mere distance upon my death, passions gliding gently, half moon on the river of heaven, hearts becoming silent. I have no choice in this. A new season comes less full in my soul but foreverly love though she dreams of mirrored moments. Vanished, removed, looking for answers in the silence, the dancer or the dance? No keys along the highway, paths and shadows over the sea of last wishes; goodbye, Charley, goodbye. Would the storey continue to say, “I love you”? Forward, faster, from death in the cemetery farewell to a friend, the person you left. A stream runs here and I shall wait love’s kiss where forever is bright and everybody is beautiful. Where did our sunset go? Even in the wind I muse the words, my lover, as I rest beneath the poet tree. Heaven’s extreme, desert magic, stealing love to another place. I want to feel you through the looking glass. I am stained dark foreverly entwined In her awakening beyond the ledge of the same old dream. We hold these truths knowing there are rainbows and joy of life underneath a different star and time unfolds into these arms basic human desires flexing the flustered butterfly – learn to love those bad times, fond memories our daily rose conditions being none. Editing reality, it’s not like yesterday. A new dawn in our sky, tenderly, a crimson wind of illusion fighting the stream and stone walls, screaming walls; I didn’t die. (To be continued in a little while - I need to catch my breath)  |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And I must catch mine... I've just read the first 6... what a delightful breathlessness!! This is beautiful work... a weaving of words into still more poetry... truly a labor of love! *S* |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Good gosh Gertrude... These ARE wonderful! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Suthern - thank you so much for reading all 6 - perhaps also a labour of love. Words weave and entwine soul into mind and birth to the world the truth untold ... you think? |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Sunshine - glad you're enjoying. I'm not too sure if I can manage the whole lot - some titles are a real challenge. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
You do leave me speechless... this is harder than one thinks.. putting this together AND leaving me speechless! LOL Hugs YOU!! ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I could never attempt such a feat |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Awesome! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Dixie - I've learnt to never say never. Thanks. Jo - thank you. |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Omg! Wow! These are amazing...I would never be able to make such a cool poem!  ~Alli~ *:.AIM = Alli4000.:* My Journal |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Yes breathe- you deserve it - but this is a delight - SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
And I was wrong, I just saw a part 7 YAY! I'm having a terrific morning  Maree. into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of, the path i fear to tread. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Whew! I bet you do need to catch your breath! ~ and so do I! ..........There, I caught it! Now I'm heading for #7! Love & Poetry! EA |
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