Open Poetry #47 |
eyes of a window |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She was touching a long part of her elbow that touched the ground like the rocks before the mud that changed colors as the rain hit the soft tinges of its face She wrote on her heart for life's pleasantries could not be of bother There's a small window we all go to where our thoughts become so isolated that the trees begin to waver with their long, tusk branches For the heart is our greatest pain not tears of the skin, the sun, or the dreaded floor A heart is where the mind can roam where a small window can touch a persons face in such an organic way that pictures are left as the only witness to the faceless window and a lovers silence. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
I'm beginning to sound redundant in my replies; but this is simply amazing. "For the heart is our greatest pain not tears of the skin, the sun, or the dreaded floor" |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Nicole, I appreciate your admiration. Hope you're well Cheers |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
There is good stuff in here much valued by this reader |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Always enjoy your poems, Tomer. Ms. E |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
James, Happy you enjoyed. Hope you're doing well, friend. Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Emma, I appreciate your forthright insight into this piece. Happy you enjoyed. Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Ms. E, And I always enjoy reading your comments. Hope you're well. Cheers |
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