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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
Splayed across the landscape of his indifference, Her compass has no bearing in this unfrequented place where whispers aren’t the only music and the scent of hunger drifts on blue winds, while biological clocks unwind. An animal lost on the mesas, with no past or future he is sovereign ruler over the fragrant heat of pinyon fires and vestal virgins. Melting all boundaries of separateness. Indigo |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Indigo, I like this poem. It works very well. I believe in it. Bobby |
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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
Thanks for giving my poem a shout out. Back at ya, Bobby! Indigo |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms indi. I can see her here without mirrors as expected. Nice to see your texture |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Indigo, very much enjoyed your thoughts here, especially this "where whispers aren’t the only music and the scent of hunger drifts on blue winds" Nicely done, says so much with so few words. As always ma'am, a pleasure to read you. ~D "In yearning for nothing, you will be free to enjoy what you do, free to see the patterns, free to hear the music in all things." |
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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
D- Textures can be smooth or rough depending on where you touch... how about making it a little harder by using a blindfold? Gentle Spirit - Thank you for sharing your favorite lines. I appreciate you stopping by. Indigo |
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WTBAKELAR
since 2008-09-09
Posts 1089Utah, USA |
This seems like something I would see etched in the soft red sandstone clifs of the Indian lands of the southwest. Very deep. Tracey |
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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
Mmmm... Sedona. One of my favorite places. Thanks for your kind words, Tracey! Indigo |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Your writing captures so much, and glides so gracefully across these pages. Excellent poem, Indigo~ |
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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
Bluesette- Thank you for the kind words. :-) Indigo |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: A perfect conclusion for an extremely enthralling poem, dear Indigo. Love, Margherita |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Indigo - "Splayed across the landscape of his indifference, Her compass has no bearing in this unfrequented place" I love the impact of your visualizations. They invade the mind. Well done Indigo. Namyh |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Lady Indigo, your imagery is superb. Metaphorically, this piece rocks! |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"he is sovereign ruler over the fragrant heat of pinyon fires and vestal virgins" so rich...so cryptic...so good |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It's so good to see your poems again... this... quote:is beautiful! |
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Billie Cullimore Member
since 2009-03-27
Posts 315 |
Why is it we go on loving thoise who pay no attention to us? lost love. Billie C. |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
steavenr stole my quote!! don't care, gonna write it anyway "he is sovereign ruler over the fragrant heat of pinyon fires and vestal virgins." I adored this poem. BTW the reason I opened it in the first place is cause the title reminded me of Buffy- it was Xander's undercover nickname!! If you have no idea what I'm talking about... well don't worry it's a common occurrence. -love and laughter, Cheye |
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