Open Poetry #41 |
After you...(3 a.m.) |
inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
It reminds itself in the pale face of the morning, where clouds collided, retreating now beyond the sycamores in skies anemic, drained of ink the midnight courting of the green in liquid dreams you cast upon them and reverie plays flat lines from the beak of blackbirds in rain rows of the afterstorm the rise of jesus, the fall of sinners now a whisper, faint december leaves lay buried, in once a screaming puddle consoling me are rivers left to wander trickling through these hollows quenched, but soon to long again for clouds of midnight to release on me your storms of glory. [This message has been edited by inkedgoddess (12-25-2007 09:29 PM).] |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Merry Christmas!!!!!! ARCTIC WIND |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Goddess, I do believe you just "Cry(ed)Me A River". May your pen never be "drained of ink". EA |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Sometimes 3am is a peak for inspiration to manifest and to be caught, as you did here, in its full, masterful explosion. I am so happy when I see you here on these blue pages, Michele Poetess. Love, Margherita |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
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