Open Poetry #47 |
In Blue |
Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
There we were walking on naked sand, our feet writing temporary fables left behind, that only waves could fathom and dunes could discern, vanishing into the coral of seahorses, of wind and reef, an aria in the sky of lay and lullaby, an answer of evensong that kissed our continuation of prelude, this sequel, of genesis soft, by the sea. She meandered by the drifts picking petals off of forget me nots as a quatrain pulled into the station, tooting its horn at the pelican, a wooden indian forever waiting now stanza in the corner a splinter in his eye cause his tears to awaken staring at her gown as it prances toward the mist the light house now silent as she glides toward her love. They’re fingers comingle and meld into one, she kicks at the pebbles as he picks up a stick, the sky is now turning from turquoise to coal he pulls her much closer her cheek on his neck, she reaches around and draws him in tighter, the tale of two footprints, has turned into one. The sky is now weeping she pulls her umbrella they stand underneath on an island of dessert he pulls up her collar she blows at her bangs the breeze is now howling but they still never notice he touches her face as she lowers her eyes, their dream is now fading he builds her her fire they lay right beside it and smile one last time, the ocean now opens and swallows their story, a legend of richness all covered, in blue. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Damn, Richard, I have never loved "blue" as much as I do at this moment. What a beautiful story to begin my day. I am going to put it in my pocket and savor it. Thank you, beautiful man friend. xoxoxo A |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
As I read this I was flooded with so many emotions. One of solitude, peace and serenity, a warm shoulder to lean on and a level of comfort that needs no words. I can literally feel the breeze brushing my face... It is beautiful how you painted the sea in all her majesty... but dang, you're killing me with that last verse. Love and hugs to you, RichY~ |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Ohh Lori... okay so far I've got a damn, and a dang... I'm taking that as a good thing The last verse...?... Hmmm, oh yeah, that part... well, its easy to paint such lovely vistas when the person in the foreground is so beautiful. Love ((you)) too. Richard |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
And here comes my "Oh!" ... that expresses my awe ... Your talent once again floods the perception of this reader and leaves quite special tracks in her mind. Love, Margherita |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Sweetest Alison, blue is a gorgeous color isn't it, the sky, the ocean, a woman's teary eyes, yes it is the hue of all things needed and nourishing... Thank you for being my friend, your spirit, is miracle. Love ya. Richard |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Margy darling, I'm glad to leave tracks in your mind, you've left so many in mine all these years. If you ever get a headache, smack your head lightly on one side and knock me over... its just me running around too much reading your poems as they are created through your eyes. |
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