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My Love, My Lexis
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My Love, My Lexis |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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 Somehow, when you found time to leave me, there and then, when first you took my heart, then mind ~ when my tongue fell far too quiet, and my fingers grew too weak, when you were some grand finesse, oh surely, quite some temperament has now gone sorely weak, I became and am now just a body, worn once or twice so close, but for some time way too few, now looking for a grave, as gravity seems bent to bend this soul; and though inspiration is some sprite, (did you leave her here beside me, simply to deride me?) for she rounds my bedside late at night, and visits me in dreams so far gone in brilliant lights that were yes, at times some gulf-stream blue, while heaven knows, yes, surely heaven knows, I still search for you. MIA, old soldiers would say, but no, your soul is somewhere near; though tongue tied, I breathe a breath, for it is all that’s left so you must not be gone, no, not just yet. Everyone needs something to blame their loss upon, and I wonder, did I blunder? or did you allow just, that your gracious stream pass on? Did you take your most awesome gift of wit and clarity to another form, another norm, another lonesome charity? Did I not thank you every day for the love you left behind? Did I forget or make you fret, that I sought more of such a find? Or was it you that had found me, to stay, to rest awhile; and then I moved my pen to norm, to form a cursive link, a line. Did someone curse you when I did not look, and mayhap you heard terms too clear? Did someone take this endearment of you, and make them cloudy with fear? Or was it that you felt the strain, the need to write of you each rain? And yet you knew I hardly ever cried… Did you walk away those lonesome months ago that a challenge might be met? Did you realize, my Lexis, dear, that I harbor no regret? You have taken to taunting me with your wondrous dreams, I know they must be all of yours, for shallow were my nightly rests, and now I share obscure. Did you drown in those oceans too so greenly blue, as water claimed my ankles? Did you cry in words unclaimed or trim some light, unshackled? Is it thus that the waves turn hue? And have you doubted my love my every thought of you, when my every word is piqued? No, no, that couldn’t be, for ‘tis you that I still seek… I know that you do listen naught to words that would proclaim an angel that stood beside a ghost one who may not yet claim a wayward woman with her pen, but know, yes, know, I loved you then, and darling Lexis, I still do. Dream me, once again. © Karilea Rilling Jungel September 17, 2007 |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Getting ready for bed. A glass of vino in me. I stopped long enough to read one more poem, because I saw who had written it. But of course this isn't just one more poem. No indeed, this is soulful declarations of love denied, and that always grabs me by the throat. The first person lament was perfect in every instance. I especially liked the way you put distance between certain words, as if trying to explain the unexplainable. You succeeded. THIS poem touched me where it was supposed to touch me. Great writing. If personal I know the words came straight from the love that is left. Goodnight . . . . . . and the Raven said, %!~#&(&#!$! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Girlfriend, this is sooo good in a really painful way. It does more than just touch. Lori |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie...Sometimes those that walk away leave a clearer impression on the ground of our heart, than those that stay. That is all I can think to say to let you know how much this touched me. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Karilea,This touched me too. But I may be reading into it other than others do. love to you and your tender heart. jo |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
JP, I often take time just before bed to peek into PiP as well. You never know what treasures might be around to rest upon...thank you. LGR...thank you sooo much! Martie Sis...even when the spirits walk away, they never stay away too long. Sometimes they make us go into review mode...to see what can be made better after time.  Jo...I think you probably read this just right. Especially if you believe your muse is real.  |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
interestingly I found the picture went right along with the words....touching karilea.... ~~**~~ |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
you wrote to a car? (grin) golly I wish you were into murdersickles, bet you could do some real wild harley stuff...loved your soul here babe!! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A beautiful flow of words, thoughts, emotions and love...James |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
You touch so tenderly~ Just Lovely, your poem is moving and ever so gracious. |
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