Open Poetry #40 |
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Blanket of cloud |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
A blanket of cloud, low, low-low, claims the right to traverse the sky and it moves with the wind like a devil would run away from the wrath of the righteous. But it fragments and breaks and loses itself like a babe plucked too soon from the womb and leaves in its wake the faintest of trail only the wise can follow. Not wise and yet I see what’s been lost through the haze of a million tears for who can not cry at the split of a heart and the break of a mind’s solid base? The cloud rolls on seemingly unaware like a man turns away from a woman in search of himself in prosperity and not in a woman’s eyes. But I shade my eyes here, now, on the ground lest I shatter illusions of greatness in the showing of what I perceive by the grace of the wisdom in me! Helen / 13 February 2007 |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Not wise and yet I see what’s been lost through the haze of a million tears for who can not cry at the split of a heart and the break of a mind’s solid base? your eyes are rich with wisdom and great insight...very much enjoyed this beauty |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
The cloud rolls on seemingly unaware like a man turns away from a woman in search of himself in prosperity and not in a woman’s eyes. nicely said I liked this! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen dear, everything you write is "by the grace of the wisdom in me!" ![]() |
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