Open Poetry #47 |
of beckon tree dawn |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
and with this bending of dawn's bow like the leaning of the beckon tree when it winds around fingers of wind when her leaves are nudity turned over so the wet side is lipstick welcome color and falling is foreplay for the landing do you bring me that honey you spilled that glistened your bosom to shimmer then was the sweet syrup a freeway line so carefully drawn into tattoos around each gateway to my soul in gathered gaze as if there at the core of your woman side were terracotta arms in empty fragile fabric _____________ daark |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
"so carefully drawn into tattoos around each gateway to my soul in gathered gaze" Dark -enjoyed your words, they remind me of Byron, Ms. E |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Thanks ms E, I am sure would roll his eyes. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
as if there at the core of your woman side were terracotta arms in empty fragile fabric It's your words that always beckon to be savoured in sips of honey, with their special flavor that has no equal, dear Poet. Love, Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms mar, thank you lady friend |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
when it winds around fingers of wind Your phrasing is so unique and beautiful... you write entire poems in every line! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms suthern, you make me smile with your eyes on my words. Thank you |
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