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Carved Of Stone
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Carved Of Stone |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Carved Of Stone Indigenous winds play Picasso with grace Of brush stroke, etched in shaping face Fine and tiny line that bring a smile still weak And into view the curve of dimpled cheek Poised in artful verve, rounds sight and speak In gratitude to basin rain, made smooth and chiseled plain Once numb, yet now warm pulses beat in hum so wearily The weather turns, each moment yearns, another touch Another breeze to blow, parting back an ancient glow, defiantly That once is not enough, the clouds just lightly buff The images of age, so wise the noble page of written right And hard the granite core shows through now even more tonight Until the picture makes attempt; a living through the giving Of the winds, forgiving sand and simple, damned in Eden’s sins Yet clear the run of waterfalls, veneer of gold where sunshine stalls Against the bridge of sense and senses The heart to mend of all past tenses And turn into the wind, to float and fly, the blink of eye and me Spectator in the passages that now should be the stone Foundations rare the grit that I may walk alone And when the wind blows cold, I am And when the night is lonely, I am And when the sun beats victorious, I am Holding the absorbing warm of possibility to sustain me And it is this tear that turns such hard veneer to supple strength The words are clear That gems are carved of stone Copyright Kkh 01/21/05 |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Very powerful...I enjoyed your words! A heart has to bleed in order to love... ~ARH  |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Absolutely wonderful - love the ending  SusanIf I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
That once is not enough, the clouds just lightly buff The images of age, so wise the noble page of written right And hard the granite core shows through now even more tonight Until the picture makes attempt; a living through the giving Of the winds, forgiving sand and simple, damned in Eden’s sins Yet clear the run of waterfalls, veneer of gold where sunshine stalls "Against the bridge of sense and senses The heart to mend of all past tenses And turn into the wind, to float and fly, the blink of eye and me Spectator in the passages that now should be the stone Foundations rare the grit that I may walk alone" Fantastic write, Kathleen! May be my favorite now of yours. Just exquisite! Brava!  ......jo |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Wonderful Write!!!! ~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
wow  |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Exquisite piece of artistry! |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Beautiful writing! Eric |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Holding the absorbing warm of possibility to sustain me And it is this tear that turns such hard veneer to supple strength The words are clear That gems are carved of stone A meaningful read TD~ The power of your words moved me deeply. Those so called gems aren't worth much in the end. |
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