Open Poetry #46 |
Muse and Mesalliance |
Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
I didn`t set out to write her it wasn`t supposed to be a poem but channels of fresh, sharp and cold running hidden within the salt is all, so I didn`t worry when like Khloris her slow exhalations began to tint of petals rose, narcissus, chrysanthemum and hints of hyacinth falling from alabaster lips to seed the barren fields elysian, no caution stuttered this quill. Still, by the time a garden lifted at my feet, I lay passive in Zephyros` blue embrace content to be possessed of this West Wind if he`d make of me a wife. She winks of guile, scarcely hidden laughter moves the hand, the fingers on the page so by the time I recognize deceit it means as much as one poppy seed small and dark, a perfect pill of pleasure. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
lovely~~~ you leave this reader very impressed and pondering the layers within... truly enjoying reading you ma'am. |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Thank you, Cpat... It... speaks to the powerlessness of the writer in the grip of muse, is all... she tricks us into revealing more than we knew... Thanks for reading! Best~ Amaryllis |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yes, by the title and content that is one way the metaphor can be seen, but it can also be seen as a change of season, the betrayal of of words themselves, the lies we are unaware of until a time when it is too late.... I see layers ma'am...and regardless of the intent, your muse has woven them into this truly enjoyable read, with wonderful use of language and imagery |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Well, yes... and that`s fascinating, in that I wonder how much our subconcious leans into our writings; any author... even when we feel we`ve overtly addressed something else~? Scary! Haha . I was studying Botticelli`s famous painting recently, and was inspired, the image of the flowers tumbling from her (Khloris`) lips stayed with me... . ~A |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
I saw more than the Muse's tricks, but that is what makes the poem work differently for different folks, is, after all, the Muse's tricks. Loved it! . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(!$! |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
We are all slaves to our Muse, even if we don't acknowledge it. Enjoyed. -Trina. |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Fine writing. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Thank you very much, Jerry, sinfully, and Prasad I appreciate your reading me... . Best~ Amaryllis |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
I always blame the poppy seed when my drug tests fail..(grin) well done lady!! |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Ah, yes, that good ol` poppy seed.. lol Thanks, Mr. Dark, for reading me. . Best~ Amaryllis |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Reads like the quiet before dawn. The stillness makes for a real beauty of a poem. Well done, A~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
a lot of pleasure to read this inspired write, lovely images and emtional seeds for an enchantment. regards yann |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
The flower bit reminds me of a poem I wrote once, but yours is much better. Fall in love early, fall in love often. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Amaryllis....The sound of this to my ear is enchanting, the meaning...a field of flowers in flux, but more. Loved it. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
"She winks of guile, scarcely hidden laughter moves the hand, the fingers on the page so by the time I recognize deceit it means as much as one poppy seed small and dark, a perfect pill of pleasure." My, how clever! Great images throughout. Eric |
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