Open Poetry #41 |
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Your Last Bow |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
You read Shakespeare under the flicker of a kerosene lantern. The wind wracked the unpeeled logs around you, snow pelted the windows and iced the panes into obscurity. Oblivious, you read on. Pages flicked softly and the light danced over your features (lips pursed in concentration). This is when I loved you the most. Dried spruce logs popped in the Franklin Stove, sparking into the stove pipe and dying in the winter cold. Dark cold outside, yet, inside warmth filled the open spaces within, heart to hearth. Soft music welled and created a downy blanket of security as each moment softly ticked into memories. Who knew that the peace was merely an illusion. Bones were already stuffed into the closets, secret skeletons hidden under the dirty laundry that was never to be aired. Seeds of fear were sowed and tended by surreptitious touch Sparks, untended, lay as ash, forgotten until tossed to the winds; lantern mantles dimmed under sooty globes. Frost's intricate art shuttered outside eyes. King of your castle; master of your domain, you directed the actors. Act One and intermission was over. Act Two left you alone as the star of a conquered stage. It's true you took no prisoners, casting aside those of no value. A slayer of affection, author of your life story, the tragedy of your opera swelled around the lonely self of you. You read Shakespeare under the flicker of a dying lamp. The winds shook the walls about you snow pelted the windows and you sensed your obscurity. The emptiness swallowed ranting litanies, failures listed of those who left you behind (face contorted in rage). Your legacy was already written before you took your final curtain call. --- Alison |
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sweetbomb Junior Member
since 2007-08-07
Posts 48Canada |
This is wonderful. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
very rich in texture and taste |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Excellent. Enjoyed very much. "late" |
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Larry C![]()
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Hey you! I was hoping for a quick read but not tonight. I'll be back, I swear. It looks so intriguing. ![]() If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms az, you are someone else here...enjoyed it |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Great write, Alison! Yep - indeed it is. |
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MoonShadow Senior Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 943Dark side of the Moon. |
Alison... Wonderful imagery. Captivating write. MoonShadow . |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
A? ![]() ![]() after a fall I get back up, move on 'cause the past is the past and theres no tomorrow if remaining in still waters while the river flows on ~dsmith |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
" A slayer of affection, author of your life story, the tragedy of your opera swelled around the lonely self of you." Love this format! Keep up the great work!! JL ![]() |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"You read Shakespeare under the flicker of a dying lamp. The winds shook the walls about you snow pelted the windows and you sensed your obscurity. The emptiness swallowed ranting litanies, failures listed of those who left you behind (face contorted in rage). Your legacy was already written before you took your final curtain call." Wow. just wow... True talent seeps from every line. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
Outstanding !!!! ::saving this one:: ::bows:: |
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Larry C![]()
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Alison, Well worth coming back for. Where to begin... This write creates so many images and emotions and is so well done. This is quite amazing. Thank you for sharing. ![]() If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"A slayer of affection, author of your life story, the tragedy of your opera swelled around the lonely self of you." oh Alison what have you done here my favorite of all your works toothsome |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Thank you all. A |
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Yvette Junior Member
since 2007-12-08
Posts 19Texas, United States |
I will not lie. I enjoyed Keys on a Key Chain much more. This did not have the unusual balance, but it was nice. You are a poet, indeed. |
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Clang Member
since 2005-12-15
Posts 222 |
This is incredible. |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
O so many complex metaphors in here, laced with old, still festered pain. Very complex but I want to understand ... Very complex |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
simply B E A U T I F U L Ali.. simply beautiful xx love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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