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LeeJ
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since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296


0 posted 2006-01-19 01:57 PM


you drink cappuccino without me
where we once ravaged green hills
gates then, were not an option
i believed wool scarves were
worn by eyes of wet summers
soaring
soaring
soaring…
with white imperfections which
to me,
was your love, melting into my heart
slipping your warm fingers into my ribs
building bridges as far
as one could perceive

you
couldn’t see that far, i suppose &
shifted in my arms

i bled a chaotic human real reason
why heaven turned into
the longest hell on earth
i, covered in banshee echoes
& ice clad silence
with northern wind nights
where wolves lie waiting
devouring the dead

last vegetable patch of hope
on a winter’s night lays it’s eggs
on my flesh, channeling
through my house
there was light veining
through one small window
of dimentia

midnight, crying for your love,
like a virgin bride
betrayed by
other women
who knew you as the green man
of harvest tithe
roaming in decade-long hibernation
and the blood of forever midnight


now…

i keep that far away stare,
close to heart
with challenging thoughts,
silent…
i’ve learned society drenches
bright desires
like a match in a gasoline line
keeping vigil over my path
where i pretend to oversleep
forsaking anyone’s arms

that autumn haze which says
“look but don’t touch”
wears a comely face
and i know
when to put up my shutters
strong like bull
who knows how to use her horns
with a carnage of ferocity

simple truth,
lives for all
that lost objects

especially those who free themselves in
latter years
with fleetest foot & magic
whispering in our ears
i wear time like a brother’s love
which is kind to me and finds it’s place
and have learned not get excited
until a thing has come and passed


© Copyright 2006 Lee J. - All Rights Reserved
Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07
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Tamarac Fla
1 posted 2006-01-19 02:06 PM


LeeJ,
Those are the difficulties of life.
Have a good day.

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200
Between the Lines
2 posted 2006-01-19 02:33 PM


you
couldn’t see that far, i suppose &
shifted in my arms


sighing..know the feel of this~~

nice, as always, to read you


M

serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

3 posted 2006-01-19 03:38 PM


Always, always, amazing images, and your poetry reveals the gentle quality of your spirit that I have had the good fortune to hear in your lovely voice.

This?

"last vegetable patch of hope
on a winter’s night lays it’s eggs
on my flesh, channeling"

could only be topped by this:

"midnight, crying for your love,
like a virgin bride
betrayed by
other women
who knew you as the green man
of harvest tithe"

Every poem of yours is like a goody bag of phrases, and each line could inspire a work of its own.

I must resist the urge to steal....


The Lady
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since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634
The Southwest
4 posted 2006-01-19 03:49 PM




"that autumn haze which says
“look but don’t touch”
wears a comely face"


Your poems are always a joy.

Midnitesun
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Gaia
5 posted 2006-01-19 04:07 PM


"i’ve learned society drenches
bright desires
like a match in a gasoline line"

brilliant line

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113
Canada eh.
6 posted 2006-01-19 05:02 PM


You are indeed a joy to read Lee!!!
Hugs~Nancy

In the midst of winter,
I found there lives within me..
An invincible summer.

ice
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since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404
Pennsylvania
7 posted 2006-01-19 06:25 PM


­This poem tells of a great weight
on the spirit of the writer
And that she seeks ways to remove it.

It is a dead weight....
But I believe that this poem
is like a lever...

"i bled a chaotic human real reason
why heaven turned into
the longest hell on earth
i, covered in banshee echoes
& ice clad silence
with northern wind nights
where wolves lie waiting
devouring the dead"

As I read down the stanzas,
I felt that weight increase.

"midnight, crying for your love,
like a virgin bride
betrayed by
other women..."

So much so that she eventualy shrunk into the only place she could find solace in...herself...

"keeping vigil over my path
where i pretend to oversleep
forsaking anyone’s arms"

The lever I spoke of earlier comes into play now,what it needed was a fulcrum....to me,
this stanza is that point of leverage..
(and to me, the most powerful lines in the poem)

"simple truth,
lives for all
that lost objects:

The last stanza seems to be one of relief...

Anyway, LeeJ, I may be way off in what I think it says...But That does not take away the pleasure I gained while reading it....

____  ___ice/ford
  ><>

­­
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Gentle Spirit
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since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989

8 posted 2006-01-19 06:27 PM


powerful writing Lee,
always I love the way your words
make me think and ponder.

Hugs YOU.

miscellanea
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since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060
OH
9 posted 2006-01-19 09:47 PM


with white imperfections which
to me,
was your love, melting into my heart
slipping your warm fingers into my ribs
building bridges as far
as one could perceive

white imperfections--terrific word choice!
That's just one of many I could pull up!  Your imagery soars, LeeJ.

misc

Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
10 posted 2006-01-20 04:31 AM


Dear LeeJ, I read your poem as per Ford's translation thereof.  Once again you pleasure the reader as only you can.  Thank you.

  Helen  

Elizabeth Santos
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since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269
Pennsylvania
11 posted 2006-01-20 05:11 AM


I agree with all the comments above, and have said many times, your use of words is far beyond the imagination of the best of poets, and it flows so freely from you.
Incredible
Liz

"I wear time like a brother’s love
which is kind to me and finds it’s place"

How soothing!


Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
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Listening to every heart
12 posted 2006-01-20 07:47 AM



This poem knows
many things...

and you know
that it will be
kept close...

because it's a



" It matters not this distance now  " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love
~*~
KRJ

Klassy Lassy
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since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187
Oregon
13 posted 2006-02-11 09:45 AM


The lessons in life surely are not easy to digest at times, but you capture vigilance and self-protection well in this poem with the value ouf hindsight in one's life.  Strength shines through your words.

The poem itself is a joy to read and has wonderful depth in metaphor and emotion.  There are a couple of sentences that seem to be missing a word in the typing, but I am so glad I read this.

~ Karen ~

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