Hearing Grace In Skirted Wind (1:10 from Rain)

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Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2005-06-15 04:23 PM

She rose with grace
And the flow of her skirt whipped
By the wind she drew in breath
Swirled around the outlines of form
In patterns that moved across the sky

To the milk of her skin
Clung the rain inside to leave the illusion
Of dense grey to match the fey way
She whispered even far away
To the restless leaves of oak and birch
As they turned to greet her coming
Wet they dreamed of rain
And I tried my eyes closed again
To remember how the days were set to waste
When there was not enough of her
To seep deep to the roots
And to trickle across the face of stone
With its tired eyes unable to see but shadows
As it lay the buried half in and out alone

I would sleep inside the space
She left between her pour
And the roar inside as it sounded back again
An echo more
An echo less to match the sounds of wind
When she begins

But I find only the numbered steps
Six to the left then six turned to face myself
In a flash against the panes
Reflecting both her stormy countenance
Of split second shards
And the glyph of drops spelling out the words
My own tongue can not speak

One more storm she comes
As I find the tread worn
4 wide to match the 6 in a walnut confine
and wish again for sleep to come
that I might find comfort
come dreams or the sin
of bared flesh shared

sings her wind again
and I am blind
waiting for the thunder to begin

Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

1 posted 2005-06-15 04:41 PM

I would sleep inside the space
She left between her pour
And the roar inside as it sounded back again
An echo more
An echo less to match the sounds of wind

and wish again for sleep to come
that I might find comfort
come dreams or the sin
of bared flesh shared

sings her wind again
and I am blind

waiting for the thunder to begin

I keep a fragrance bottle my
muse gave me when I met him
in endless winter and he
settled me into remembering
who I am.

Gentle Spirit
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since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

2 posted 2005-06-15 04:52 PM

Wow! brava sir....brava.....

I really want to care,
I want to feel something,
let me dig a little deeper
nah, still nothing~
my give a DAMN is busted. Jodee

Juju
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since 2003-12-29

Posts 3429
In your dreams

3 posted 2005-06-15 05:35 PM

I like this

Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic

The dictionary never lies.... I am magical (;

Startime55
Member Elite

since 2003-04-05

Posts 2148
Alberta, Canada

4 posted 2005-06-15 05:42 PM

A stunningly poetic vision that reflects the power your pen has with its weaving...Magnificent...I completely enjoy the vision that changes with each reading...*hugs*

Pilgrimage
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since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

5 posted 2005-06-15 05:55 PM

I like the multiple internal rhymes in this. And the images. Lovely images.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

6 posted 2005-06-15 06:52 PM

I would sleep inside the space
She left between her pour
And the roar inside as it sounded back again
An echo more
An echo less to match the sounds of wind
When she begins

~*~

Once again, Cap'n, you caught her. Elusive as her light is, as thunderous as her heart may be, you caught her well...only to let her go along her way...

However, no matter how unworthy any future offerings I might give may be, I will continue to strive toward THIS kind of magnificence!

Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close...and keep my promises...

babygirlwlove
Senior Member

since 2004-10-10

Posts 1180
New York City

7 posted 2005-06-15 08:25 PM

oh hell yes........

**baby

**Intoxicant to the SouL**

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

8 posted 2005-06-16 07:59 AM

sounds as if you have met Mother Earth herself . . .

Tiersdin
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since 2000-11-17

Posts 2364
east coast

9 posted 2005-06-16 02:07 PM

You should share more...

beautifully written.

~tier

bslicker

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since 2000-12-04

Posts 2321
state of mind

10 posted 2005-06-17 10:45 AM

bernie
enjoyed

A smile a day keeps the world in smile's.
Bernie Slicker

babygirlwlove
Senior Member

since 2004-10-10

Posts 1180
New York City

11 posted 2005-06-17 06:56 PM

:: swooping in for seconds, thirds, eightieths :::

lol

love you, fierce,
**babyblu

**Intoxicant to the SouL**

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

12 posted 2005-06-17 07:48 PM

Enjoyed...James

wranx
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since 2002-06-07

Posts 3689
Moved from a shack to a barn

13 posted 2005-06-17 11:05 PM

Damn boy!

You musta been thinkin' again.

or liftin' the moss offa rocks.

VERY nice m'friend

timothysangel1973

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since 2001-12-03

Posts 1725
Never close enough

14 posted 2005-06-20 12:40 PM

well, life around here got a little hectic and I lost track of these... so, now I am catching up a bit

This was a gift to find this evening as I begin to dig through what I have missed the pass few days.

very touching

Tima

LeeJ
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since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

15 posted 2005-06-20 02:33 PM

But I find only the numbered steps
Six to the left then six turned to face myself
In a flash against the panes
Reflecting both her stormy countenance
Of split second shards
And the glyph of drops spelling out the words
My own tongue can not speak

you are a mystic poet, to say the least...exceptional writing, bringing to life, a picture in the readers mind....wonderful done and enjoyed emmensly