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Anatomy of a White Knight
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Anatomy of a White Knight |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631
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Later, there are tears, a sorrow slender as a bellflower at first, and opening its slow & delicate way to grief, fluent as the soul falling toward you, wet and gasping, an agony of willows, late in January & hemlock, tear strung, stung, haunted, in the deep blue scythe of hours you carve out of our secret, a fossil of wild horses, abandoned & impaled upon a carousel, to bear garlands of frozen snapdragons for reign and bridle, & open their tiny pink throats to the night, the calyx trill of winter birds, with their penchant for silk & pink ribbons, pigtails & sequin dreams, I am desolate now, my body a bramble tangled in its curfew of snow, upon the window pane, the incessant thump, thump of these damn ivory moths, on each wing, a word I speak in dream, returns to me, cleft of blue light, scissure in darkness, fierce to extinguish the stars with their vehement lash of wing to glass, to glass, pain is my familiar, my envy, my assurance, and I am calmed solely with the lace of spanned hands at the throat’s small and fluttered vessel, come, to besiege the innocence of winter's stray tears.  |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A write to be savored slowly, word by word, image by image, emotion by emotion ... and linger for a while in wonderment of the power of the mind that has arranged the lightnings of the heart into this POEM. Brava! Margherita |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thank you so much, M~~~~ I am so pleased you enjoyed reading it! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
BBBel1e...I often envied the stored hole fills in the paper punch machine...they were the cookie cutter perfections that were kicked out of womb birth by metal boots to be stacked ontop and stuck to strangers of their own kind..leaving the majority (rest of the sheet of paper) behind just to wait for the wind to free them. What did envy? How I was one with them, with my color and shape and boundless freedom. Why did I include this here? Oh hell you know why. enjoyed your gravel here lady |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
My Dark white knight...the funny thing is that I do know why .... :::::I think I may have barely escaped a hole punch...just barely tho::::: :::adoring babygirl eyes:::: Thanks luv, for the wonderful attention...to detail, (as ever)~*~* XOXO |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
If I were to use words such as breathtaking, stunning, astonishing, and amazing I could never really explaining how wonderful this poem is. So I just use my old stand by: WOW! Love it, BG.  JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanks JL~ I am so pleased you enjoyed it~ XOXO |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Loved this... I can almost hear the souls of those fossilized wild horses in mourning, as they're spun round and round toward an eternity going nowhere. You are a true artist. Michael |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Michael....thank you for the wonderful review. The skeleton horses are a theme that has ever haunted me.... Thanks for reading ... Xoxo |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Hey Bel, Enjoyed your poem, all of it. This in particular- "pain is my familiar, my envy, my assurance, and I am calmed solely with the lace of spanned hands at the throat's small and fluttered vessel," Ms. E |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanks, Ms. E~*~*~ |
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