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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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ya see thing is yellow mornings stride down by the pier untamed inspirations volcanics much love in a homesick mind remeniscent of long leagues between philadelphia and eleuthera looking stright & deeply into her eyes ahhh but for white power in achievements all those little ones dripping from a virgin's breath like sullen spirits alien by virtue of sweet heart sounds from all those years that seam white cloaked much faster now she cannot find colossal expressions equipted with intellectual keenness describing those years of passion of afternoon swells in that place by herself that lead to a stranger then fiction kisses Oh God he made his way to her inexplicable ocean like breath whirls the instant then disappears abruptly resolution becomes a rim of sea gleaming fast lanes to moonlight leaving her trembling bittersweet forgotten as if she never took one breath she ne'r forgets the scent of his soul radient in eyes of waves wanting more and more surging horizons boaring darkness immeasurably his silver fires deeper glow within some memory still growing like lacy light upon throbbing alabaster paths of deep-breasted suggestion frozen in time for the unbelievers she writes crystal notes brain dumps ghostly amethyst regarding the listening which stirs just to gleam sounds of earth like mother-of-pearl intensly alive vibrant like a magic lantern leaving that pampering silence deep within a fisher of souls blotting out all sheerst chance making it a place where she goes just to hear flutes waving like the twenty thousand inlets she loves so sorely it is where twinklings go far distances remote antiquity shores no longer frown monolithic anchient platforms peer out from behind conversations of returned gestures to the moon archaic men who lean over gathering strength from far away waves rolling somewhere rock ledge charms that carries sounds of Eleuthera beckon quicker notes... then quicker still of jubilance throughout the night you've felt it haven't you? looking over your shoulder like bells of crystal pyramids moving rhythmically little groups of light you see it's not about the physical island...really but the enormous rapture inside... from experiencing the intimacy of that island of him half-fascinating half-wonderment total fulfillment thoughtful pillars that listened carefully to the entrance of thick mangroves the touch of quiet warmth smooth surfaced curving places of promise touching spots of motion like what comes within the night fires within her leaping through desire like a mistress of eastern skies red sunsets and marmalade oceans of love and the gift is in the loving so much even though he didn't look back once... it doesn't matter you see the she of her is me and I'm blessed for knowing the feeling of that extemely magnificant island and ocean I own it now...it has become me |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Good morning, Lee! "she writes crystal notes brain dumps ghostly amethyst regarding the listening which stirs just to gleam sounds of earth like mother-of-pearl intensly alive" ~ "Intensely alive" as is your writing! A 'gem' of a poem!  "you see the she of her is me and I'm blessed for knowing the feeling of that extemely magnificant island and ocean I own it now...it has become me" ~ Yes, Dear Poetess, I DO see.  Linda xo |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
long and beautiful. I shall make a soft scarf with it. enjoyed |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes, I have felt it  darn good writing here! |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"you see the she of her is me and I'm blessed for knowing the feeling of that extemely magnificant island and ocean I own it now...it has become me" I've seen the pictures! Beautiful! And I do agree, it has become you. JL Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
astounding! I cannot pick favorite lines but if I could they might be "she ne'r forgets the scent of his soul" grabs at me ya know? |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Thank you for expressing what I could not.  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
So many great images, including this: "like a mistress of eastern skies red sunsets and marmalade oceans of love" |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh God he made his way to her inexplicable ocean like breath whirls the instant then disappears abruptly resolution becomes a rim of sea gleaming fast lanes to moonlight leaving her trembling bittersweet forgotten as if she never took one breath she ne'r forgets the scent of his soul radient in eyes of waves wanting more and more What mesmerizing beauty you've written!!! I could drown in these lines... for I wouldn't miss oxygen, breathing them in... Excellent!! |
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