Open Poetry #41 |
Tomorrow's Promise |
aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Silvery strands of sleep drift just out of reach, ever illusive, floating into the black chasm of moonless nights, leaving behind only a collection of whispered memories. Memories which taunt the mind’s edge with a spider touch. Captured memories that dance among particles of day dreams, weaving a tapestry out of threads of realism; and braiding borders from a basket of old emotions. Eyes gaze upon horizons forever out of reach But, spirit, relentless and strong, pushes closed windows wide, offering the freedom to inhale the aroma summer’s raspberries melding with cranberries, blood-red on autumn’s bushes. Frosted air bites at sensitive skin, licks away the taste of salt, and beckons silken threads of memories to free-fall, to catapult into the breeze of dawn’s early hour; leaving behind only a breath of tomorrow’s promise. Alison |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Wonderful...James |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms az, and may there always be tomorrows towhisper secrets, enjoyed it ms |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Lovely writing A, and very much enjoyed sweetie. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
A lovely, whispery write, softly touching all the senses. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
A most fine ‘write’! I especially LOVE: “Silvery strands of sleep drift just out of reach, ever illusive, floating into the black chasm of moonless nights, leaving behind only a collection of whispered memories… …which taunt the mind’s edge with a spider touch.” AND the image of: ….memories…free-fall(ing…) leaving behind only a breath of tomorrow’s promise” Serious, sustained applause!! |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
Eyes gaze upon horizons forever out of reach ( thats me ) wonderful writing : ) In his mantle gray he walked one day across a shining floor and with crystal key in secrecy he opened an ivory door -J.R.R. Tolkien(T.Bombadil-the adv |
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soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
Oh, that's as lovely as can be. Saving. Don't want to let it go... "Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why" -- Van Morrison, 'Sweet Thing' |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Excellent! JL Blessed are those who are generous, because they feed the poor. |
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