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Robert Frazier
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0 posted 2006-09-13 06:44 PM


You sit crossed-legged in the middle of the room
Reading me
Cotton on mahogany

Knowing all along
I intend to verse these passions
Into the sea where I hope they will
Conjure up a current strong enough
To carry you to me

You smile
Taking in the industrious nature of it all
Knowing that your sails are set
For cross winds that even now
Seem to foil

My best attempts
Are breathless whispers of airless air
And the room grows larger
Till you are far away
Sailing toward some distant shore
Carried breathlessly
Cotton sails mahogany




[This message has been edited by Robert Frazier (09-14-2006 08:22 AM).]

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burntsiena
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1 posted 2006-09-14 01:37 PM


I enjoyed the mix by the end of the poem - the metaphor of ships at sea really cover the distance the speaker feels yet still point to the inevitability of the collision.  The beginning I felt like the whole idea was kind of forced yet towards the end, like I said, there was something about the poem that I grew fond of.
stargal
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2 posted 2006-09-14 02:13 PM


"And the room grows larger
Till you are far away
Sailing toward some distant shore
Carried breathlessly
Cotton sails mahogany"


My favorite part^^

I liked the metaphor of ships a lot, it's something I would never have thought of, because to me ships are kind of common place, living on the shore n stuff. Yet, when I see them used like this it's kind of eye opening, I think that it was a great idea for this poem.

Thanks for sharing!

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may be beautiful within."
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Enchantress
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Canada eh.
3 posted 2006-09-14 02:30 PM


Beautiful..a very special piece.
Hugs~Nancy

Now - while the leaves still dance on the wind
While the moon and the clouds come spinning
Will you whisper my name again?
Again..and again....

The Lady
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4 posted 2006-09-14 05:39 PM




exquisite poem Robert...
and this line intrigues me
"Cotton on mahogany"

Sunshine
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5 posted 2006-09-14 09:45 PM




Robert, what can I say?

This is so beautifully sad...

all that distance
in the same room...
each following their own
needs and desires...

a nice take on two crossing ships...

but the word play
of cotton on mahogany...

well, that just trims my sails.


cbautista
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since 2006-09-13
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6 posted 2006-09-14 10:29 PM


I have to agree with burntsienna.  I thought the beginning was forced for the metaphor of the ocean or feeling of the sea but by the time you reach the middle section of the poem, it comes together quite well and the growing sense of seperation becomes apparent.
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