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bel1e
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0 posted 2010-08-20 08:47 AM


It is nothing,
a mordent of the soul,
an elixir, a panacea, a placebo
for my lesions,

there, in the thistle
grows our drastic garden
of red posies and hyacinths,
such little things, on the verge,
lilting as the decorum begins to bobble
and slump sideways and murmur,

On Mondays
I can swallow the octave of your absence,
red tendrils and all,

miniscule against the deluge, dreams
are a wreckage of black pumpkins & purple corn,
that summon a lavish song to harvest,

40 colors in the brocade you've given me,
tangled and heavy the years upon my bones,
begin to spur and flower into cunning disruptions,
and stratify upon my body like rinds
of ricepaper, vellum for another wish
in the complacent burial of mango flesh,

listen,
as my song liquifies,
drowns you, inundates each alveoli,
and our love in the swallowing gush,
perched, begins to shudder,
devoured by its own symmetry,
stemcells all akimbo
in the shallow pitch of days,
bound in a nostrum of wine and licorice,

It is nothing, really...
a mordent for the soul, a tulle filament
twitching in a raincoat of the purest light.


          

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1 posted 2010-08-20 09:03 AM


It is nothing,
a mordent of the soul,
an elixir, a panacea, a placebo
for my lesions,

there, in the thistle
grows our drastic garden
of red posies and hyacinths,
such little things, on the verge,
lilting as the decorum begins to bobble
and slump sideways and murmur,

On Mondays
I can swallow the octave of your absence,
red tendrils and all,

miniscule against the deluge, dreams
are a wreckage of black pumpkins & purple corn,
that summon a lavish song to harvest,

beautiful Ma'am..and lush as are all the offerings you leave..
truly have nothing but respect for the talent and the soul..


bel1e
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2 posted 2010-08-20 10:21 AM


Thanks,  love *~*

         

1slick_lady
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standing on a shadow's lace
3 posted 2010-08-20 10:59 AM


when i read you i am so totally drawn in
bel1e
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4 posted 2010-08-20 01:31 PM


thanks so much, lady~*~**~

         

easy1
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5 posted 2010-08-20 01:40 PM


Some stunning, read again and again lines here, very good turns of phrase. "Octave of your absence" was like an opener for that, and they keep coming. Lol, some decent echoes picked up here, too. Can a "tulle filament" represent a strand of time?
bel1e
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6 posted 2010-08-20 02:37 PM


easy 1~

thank you so much for the warm reply and insight...much of what I do write is twiested and drowning in symbolism & metaphor...so yes, the double meanings are there~~I try to keep it open enough that my reader may find his or her own connections to the pretty pictures...that's what I like to do when I read poetry...or anything else, really~

Thanks again for taking a peek inside~

~love & light~

         

brian thomas madden
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7 posted 2010-08-21 12:57 PM


A stunning and beautifully written poem,

I am in awe of the images you have created

"there, in the thistle
grows our drastic garden
of red posies and hyacinths,
such little things, on the verge,
lilting as the decorum begins to bobble
and slump sideways and murmur,"

40 colors in the brocade you've given me,
tangled and heavy the years upon my bones,
begin to spur and flower into cunning disruptions,
and stratify upon my body like rinds
of ricepaper, vellum for another wish
in the complacent burial of mango flesh,

"listen,
as my song liquifies,
drowns you, inundates each alveoli,
and our love in the swallowing gush,
perched, begins to shudder,
devoured by its own symmetry,
stemcells all akimbo
in the shallow pitch of days,
bound in a nostrum of wine and licorice,"

WOW

bel1e
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8 posted 2010-08-21 04:25 PM


Thanxxx Mr. Madden~*~

             

serenity blaze
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9 posted 2010-08-21 06:11 PM


"I can swallow the octave of your absence"

another trademark phrase that fills me with admiration...

even the title--I started thinking at "hello"--

I wondered, why not "The Autobiography of a Wish" and now that I've read it, I'm thinking that maybe it is, and perhaps, therein, is philosophy...

You have that ability yanno.

Much enjoyed.

Amaryllis
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Mi now
10 posted 2010-08-21 10:17 PM


Yes wow.. a thousand times wow! You never stop.. I am hard-pressed to quote all of my fave lines here, there are so many..  `drastic garden`..`a wreckage of pumpkins`.. and on...
.
So, so lovely, Belle...
Amaryllis

passing shadows
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11 posted 2010-08-22 01:49 AM


darn woman! How do you do it? I'm just like "wow"

bel1e
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12 posted 2010-08-22 05:07 PM


serenity~~~ thanks so much for the great reply~*~

the admiration has always been mutual~*~

~*~*~*

             

bel1e
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13 posted 2010-08-22 05:07 PM


Amaryllis~ you are a doll!  Thank you <3

             

bel1e
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14 posted 2010-08-22 05:08 PM


Passing shadows~~~ LOL  

thank you for the wonderful review~*~*~ so happy to have impressed you <3

             

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