Open Poetry #40 |
Soft Shoes and Shimmering Sands |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Time marches….shuffling softly into the sunset…whispering at the arch of dawn...Lying in wait of the moon’s lingering tears that hum a solitary tune and share The sway of wayward ghostly limbs…slowly budding as the moon’s light Shares the sway of wayward limbs and stark silhouettes. And, perched upon a wooden pedestal….a solitary figure…allowing the Sift of finest grains to fall as fingers stir the pot and eyes absorb the stars of A cool cosmic night….and the band….softly,...assuredly….plays on… |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Yes...the band played on... well done Barry. For it was not into my ear you whispered |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
vivid and beautifully descriptive I do love your words |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Magnus~ 'whispering at the arch of dawn' Oh my ... how lovely is this ... VERY !! *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
oh yes Barry this one touches a place I had almost forgotten "and the band….softly,...assuredly….plays on…" |
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