Open Poetry #45 |
Music Break |
poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
Music break = The wrinkles on her coffee colored face transform into signs and musical notes. She thinks of those tunes sung while harvesting, sung when reaping, sung in lazy noon, sung on the road to the jungle for woods and for wild honey, when waking Gods, during marriages. A drop of rain comes to touch her forehead. The cloudy tune breaks the hush of her death. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I almost want to exclaim, "what a beautiful death!" You broke the hush with a requiem that will resound into eternity. Love, Margherita |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
oh my! your writing Ku is so exquisite in its meaning and beauty.. thank you xx RDB xx Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Another exquisite portrait gem, Kushal. Forgive me for reading “death” as “birth”. Owl |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Poddarku, I don't understand this poem. It's well written, however, its meaning eludes me. Bobby |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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