Open Poetry #47 |
Hope |
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
HOPE Sunday, 23 August 1981 I am a person, sitting at a study-window, watching, Waiting For a glimpse of a lone figure on a bay horse Amidst grey-green trees On a gloomy August afternoon. You don’t know I’m Waiting. I am a woman watching, Waiting For your handsome, rugged face and your smiling eyes, And your strong, hands that are so quiet on Malibu’s neck, And your crooked back that you hold so straight, And your deep soft voice, And all these, to hold me. Will you ever notice me Waiting? I have a soul soaring, hovering, Waiting In the strident call of your hadedahs To touch softly the courage, gentleness and strength Of your beautiful soul - Let me, And notice me Waiting. I am a being, Waiting To offer you my soul, body, mind and spirit In the hopes that you want them And that they will be enough. Please Notice me Waiting. Owl |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Most beautiful, dear Owl, infused with ardent longing. Waiting requires patience, this virtue inspired a captivating write. Love, Margherita |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Owl, You and Paul Wilson wrote very touching thoughts today. I have to stop and drink them in. latearrival. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you, latearrival. Owl |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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