Open Poetry #47 |
The Pleat Of My Completeness |
Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
What is it, this everything, that keeps me so broken and, unfinished? This lost fraction, of a complete that delineates, who I am. A cork to a champagne bottle bursting, to be rend asunder, to be dandled and stroked, spiraled and unwound till it’s stretched and plucked popping, into the air whitening, the sky releasing spumante sparkling, on your expression a tingle, titilated, with copius flocks, of melted doves. The castaway key, to a safe I have become, pushing into the, keyhole, that finally fit just right, snug and secure, sleek fingers on the knob turning, but not opening, the door to trestles that lead to her safe place, that hang, from the duskiness, of afterdark and once again. This is, my parcel, of entity. This, smell of see, and distance, they beckon, in writhe unwritten, cuts of meet between slices of bred on wry, they hunger and implore us, our mouths together biting through the sweet spread of compression that pushes our parts into merge, plighting our paths into the pledge, of unsaid promise. Lay, on the ground with me this night, in our far afields removed, you on your divergent side of longitude, fur to turf, me, skin to soil both face down, as mosses sweet of you beguiles and uproots sprouting seedling, of backwood perrenial, emanating from the northern lucent to your bustling aureolas and radiant nimbus of halo, through clipped sweet vines into thatch of toothsome pungency, screaming, in scent azure, ruptured rapture clandestine, of drowning verity, below the surface of mascara teared, secrecy. My lost, our mislaid, is strolling in the bewilderness eternal, hands in pockets, shivering in trail less forrests, through veils of wayward vanish that once wandered, in the wind, that now fate and time is trying so desparately without regard, to rescind. I want to, ascertain you, in the mire of our betwixt, as the earth devours the invisible touch of our aura and pathos, of our understanding. You are, my soul candy, you are, the heroine that rushes through the capacious vein that towers, through the pleat, of my completeness. Bye bye bluejay, sleep, sweet baby doll house blues. I am the pacifieer that soothes you, in the dreams of ever, and the wishes, of what if. |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Thought provoking. I especially like the part about champagne and your description of uncorking it. Can I have a glass of bubbly? LOL Kat >^..^< meowww...hicup! |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Oh my gosh Karen you're making my words blush, look... IS IT JUST ME OR IS IT GETTING WARM IN HERE??... lol You are too kute kitty kat! |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
My lost, our mislaid, is strolling in the bewilderness eternal, hands in pockets, shivering in trail less forrests, through veils of wayward vanish that once wandered, in the wind, that now fate and time is trying so desparately without regard, to rescind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry about copy and pasting all that, but it speaks to me, tenderly... and touches that soft place in heart. Your writing always makes me feel so much. You're such a wonderful poet Richy, and a dear man with a heart of gold. x/o |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
That's what makes you compleat maybe?? Lovely work my friend and I was stimulated to create many images through the whole work. Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Thanks so much Lori, you always take the time to say such kind things. Stay you, blue and beautiful (((You))) |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Hey Eric don't get too stimulated okay, people are going to start thinking I'm spoken for... Thanks friend it is always such an honor to hear from you. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
After finishing the read I felt like beginning to read again, now isn't that a great reaction. Your poems are so rich in imagery and emotions, dear Richy. Ah, the "what if" ending! That's something that keeps the thoughts flowing and twirling! Great work! Love, Margherita |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Maybe I'm slow or something but I had to read it again. Always so much in your poems both descriptive and emotional. Wonderful write! Helen |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Thanks as always Margy for always being soo sweet! |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Helen, you are the sweetest bunch of honey ever! Richard |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
There is a lot of images here, but they tie together wonderfully. Enjoyed. -Trina |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Richy, I can't remember what the term is for words that mean one thing and are used as another, but your metaphors here are intriguing because of the imaginative way you wield them in dreams and reality. Intuition takes hold in this reading, and I feel the essence of reaching and looking up, although there is much that sings of touch and sensuality in this unique love poem. I am fascinated in the spiral of words and emotion. |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Thanks so much Trina for the visit, its always nice when you stop in |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Thanks so much Lovely Lassy, basically I take a dictionary, rip out a few pages and put it in the blender. Whatever comes out, is mine... Love your comments, thank you dearly. |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Uh Huh! A Richy smoothie! |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
LOL @ Klassy... that was too funny... thanks... honey. You didn't know I was a poet did ya? |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I'll say that heated things up a bit! Whew! Lori |
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