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Metropolis - Haven repost |
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Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas 
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Once, while in the ochre land of dream, a raven called out to me, perched upon a weathered bronze plaque which bore the name and date of something important to someone at sometime, now no longer known save by the bookworms gorged on vellum. He spoke deep of racial memory, that shared stream of being, counting off each bead along the thread of commonality. He told me of war, of trees swaying like a sunlit sea, of massive beasts weaving like salmon: the herd, flock, school of one mind. I gazed hard at him, in a feathery womb entombed, and saw behind an effigy, hung from a cement limb, flashing primal colors at the massive beasts weaving like salmon below the concrete trees swaying like a storm tossed sea along the shores of synthetic, sturdy, eye-wrenching green. Trampled by the boots of time, the plaque shuddered; the raven, startled, voiced his displeasure while the brooding clouds lowered their nimbile heads. The ochre land of dream flowed and swirled around my puckered toes as I looked about through the falling morass at the broken land of now. Alicat 9/15/04 |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
 I am just so happy I am can no longer put together an intelligent sentence.  loved this Ali."too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
You have such a way, and your way with meter in this one is that which, I personally find vexing to write. But you reel us into your mysticim with vivid imagery, and I hate to wake from such dreams, even when they are ominous, I prefer there to here.  Thank you bro, for sharing your visions. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
...and saw behind an effigy, hung from a cement limb, flashing primal colors at the massive beasts weaving like salmon below the concrete trees ~*~ Now you make me wonder if you ever heard of this old gentleman, S. P. Dinsmoor. . http://www.garden-of-eden-lucas-kansas.com/pages/introduction.html Dinsmoor's architecture of concrete was made with a formula so unique, that it has surpassed "normal concrete structure" longer than most concrete ornaments which become ravaged by natural conditions and exposure. . http://teen3.teen.k12.ks.us/kday/plan54/plan54c.html You'll note in the second link that Dinsmoor served in the Civil War. Beyond belief, but fact - he had a son who served in the VietNam War. I'm glad you brought this from the Haven, Ali...it gave me a chance to share a little more of my space with you. I'll bet even Dinsmoor would have been pleased!  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Well, not exactly a tiptoe-through-the-tulips LOL, but I still enjoyed the imagery. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Trampled by the boots of time, the plaque shuddered; the raven, startled, voiced his displeasure while the brooding clouds lowered their nimbile heads. The ochre land of dream flowed and swirled around my puckered toes as I looked about through the falling morass at the broken land of now. I could almost see that dream!! Excellent writing, Sir poet!! Ali, I loved seeing your name here in Open, and would love seeing it more here. Hugs, Ethel |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ali...A most excellent poem! Thanks for reposting it in open. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
This is a skillful write and a pleasure to read. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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