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icebox
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since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2006-04-30 08:27 PM





Here,
when in early Spring
with apple green of life recalled
and budding in the trees,
I’m gathering the sacred woods
for drawing down the living fire,
when soon the moon will be too bright for sleeping
I’m no longer fingering the threads of time
weaving spells of measure
bringing fevered legs that heat too easily
bearing throbbing charms to spread before the fire,
I find instead myself lingering
in the peace my gardens’ pathways bring
despite the harsh remembering,
for me,
outside this fortress’ door
any warmth of sunshine’s sting is fatal over time.  

I am a nighttime creature blest
with having lived life at its best
gifted with the memories of all the lessons,
tests and trials,
a bequest inherited for myself
from almost countless lives I’ve lived before.

When I was young
I thought this knowing should be shared,
but with age,
finding no one really cared
beyond the gasp and sigh
the moment brings when soaring high the maiden sings
grasping yet to breathe the air of freedom waiting there
outside each garden door,
I learned it’s best to hide the meanings in the lines,
words clinging to themselves
like straw caught in the tines of the idle fork
propped by the fence post in the corner over there.


©2006 by icebox

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serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

1 posted 2006-04-30 08:33 PM


Care to dance, m'lord?

smiling wide

but with my teeth carefully hidden.

I, too, am learning to keep my mouth shut.

(Though I understand that old habit does indeed die hard. )



gawd I love ya, C.

Blessed Be, sweetie.

Amazing, you.

iliana
Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434
USA
2 posted 2006-04-30 08:50 PM


"I learned it’s best to hide the meanings in the lines,
words clinging to themselves
like straw caught in the tines of the idle fork
propped by the fence post in the corner over there."

But......there are some who would pick up the fork and shake off the staw....and find it actually contains some golden threads intermingled.....*smiles*.....jo


Enchantress
Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113
Canada eh.
3 posted 2006-04-30 08:57 PM


Well done Sir.

Blessed Be.

The Lady
Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634
The Southwest
4 posted 2006-04-30 11:30 PM




"I learned it’s best to hide the meanings in the lines"

Even hidden in the lines the meanings are so evident and so well written icebox. I thank you for this write.

StevenS
Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945
L. A. (Lower Alabama)
5 posted 2006-04-30 11:40 PM


Awesome, very much enjoyed Ice. :-)
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