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Metamorphic Change
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Metamorphic Change |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Dim light on flaked paint; Through prism window glass- In pale room light, she sits Just back from conjuration In the first-beginning stages Of a metamorphic change; . Her chrysalis begins to crack . And show the butterfly Of long ago that hid beneath The shell she begged to shed; Sunken eyes--drawn mouth- Her mind in morbid state Curse-caused by passing time Of thirty years of life, Since she was twenty; . --the gypsy danced . Around the fire, Circle-ing The iron-kettle, with its mix Of bile and squid -ink steeped With magic herbs she said would Scrape, and break the shell of age And tame the flying beast . Of three dec-ades: . Transformation, in full ernest; Her wish was full redemption To be young again-more sensual- More gay in her reflection; She had paid a kidnap ransom, The witches price for being seen As fair in every eye of man . She meets and passes; . Youthful parts begin to change, Showing supple eyes and lips A face young-pink, more-lovely breaks Through skin of wrinkled ashen; . But does she know The true-cost of her gain? [This message has been edited by ice (04-29-2011 10:01 PM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Wonderful piece to ponder...my money is on that she doesn't know the price...and when she does it will be too late. Lori |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh wow, Ford...it's been a long winter! You've been missed... welcome home, and thank you for this.  |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Ford, great to see you here after years! I much enjoyed reading your intriguing poem, it is an excellent work. Dreams are priceless, who doesn't dream of aging without wrinkles I wonder! If it isn't the gypsie's herbs it is miraculous cosmetics or even plastic surgery, on which many women spend their money, but a close look will always disappoint. The dream of youth goes on ... Love, Margherita |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderful to see you Ford! Beauty is a matter of what is inside of the outside...a knowing not of the looking glass, but of the heart. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Thanks everyone for reading and the nice reviews..This poem is from a picture prompt/challenge on another poetry site.(Writers Cafe) I changed it a little because I could not post the painting of the woman in here. At least I couldn't copy/paste the picture into the poem. The meaning is dual..yes it says a "gypsy" has put a spell on the woman, but "gypsy" is in reality anypne who cojurs a difference in someones looks..say a plastic surgeon, as was mentioned. I always liked this site, especially the people here, and miss being a part of it. Namaste ice aka ford |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
It's so true, every picture tells a story. Your poem is a reflective one and gave me much to ponder. So glad you stopped in here again, I always enjoyed reading you too, Ford. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Hi Blues..good to see you again..:-) Thanks for the review. BTW, I am no advocate of the theme of this poem. As I said, it is from a challenge/prompt..and this is what I saw in the picture. Wish I knew how to paste the picture here? I tried but it won't copy/paste...:-( |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Certainly held my attention, Ford. Excellent! Ida |
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