Open Poetry #47 |
on the shoulders of autumn |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
They touched shoulders Strapless red, Shoes beneath the gravel Her eyes sunken into the woods Like the slow velvet sound of tears As they run along the window sill Lips like ice on the winter of eve Her scarf touched a slow melody A pause for the weary mystique Breathes onto each lip Where suns lose their sons to the rainy autumn She touched the long part of his forehead His hand gently running down her back Against the wind of the river bend Along the grassy Knowles of autumns row |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Very good. I like how the images meld one to another through accurate and (what is the word?) caring wording. Good tactile descriptions / evocations here, too.
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
What an exquisite blend of the couple and nature - can't see where they end and nature begins - just as it should be - or perhaps I should rather say just as it appeals to me most! Owl |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Enjoyed it all, loved the opening stanza... j. |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Easy. I hope the time you spent reading more about it, wasn't time wasted. Happy you enjoyed. Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Owl. You're spot on with the connection between the human and nature connection. Happy you enjoyed. Take cars Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
J, appreciate the support. The first stanza has a nice feel for me, as well. Cheers |
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