Open Poetry #46 |
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Till Breath Do Us Part |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
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Like frozen souls the snowflakes fell. Adrift in their brief of rise, and reckoning. Bliss without aim. A victory of surrender. Backwards in its Progression. This harmony of silence, and sanguinity. When is the color of pale bright enough to carry water? Who says rainbows aren’t made of evaporated tears? How is nowhere heard without being deaf? What? What was tomorrow doing saying no to yesterday? Why do Braille words cry when blind people read them? Where does lonely go when a sad person dies? I drowned on a notion last night. Yes, it went pretty quickly. I’m kind of bummed about it too. I was just starting to like myself. Well a little anyway. Ehh, not really. But someone might have? Who knows? The notion swells of your apprehension were just too high, for me to stay afloat my love. If only your waves of inclination and impulse had been a little bit deeper, I wouldn’t have crashed onto the rocks of reclusion and you could have kept my boat an illusion, just a little bit longer. Or had your grasp of intimation, hadn’t dwelled on separation you could have pulled me out of the fathoms of caprice and into your soul saving arms of deliverance and release. Yes, I am no longer. But then maybe I never was? But that’s okay. Everyone lives. But not everyone, really dies. And with this comes my chance to see all things from you you hid from me. Your thoughts and wish your touch anew the love you felt and knew was true. The pain you felt deep in the night the feel of arms that held me tight. I am the sigh deep in your throat the words you felt but never wrote. I am the tear inside your eyes that kiss your lips each time you cry. I am the gasp within your breath that loves you still, through life and death. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Such a lovely thought in midst of a highly emotional stunning poem, dear Richy. The beginning is also a pure gem: Like frozen souls the snowflakes fell. Love, Margherita |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Oh Richy, I am so comfortable within your words and thoughts and questions here beautiful piece |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Margy, have I ever told you that you were the best? Only a thousand and seven times? Well its worth repeating, because you are! Dixie! How are you! Where are you? I hope all is fine, let me know, I'm worried about you. So great to hear from you, thanks my dear! ![]() |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
"When is the color of pale bright enough to carry water? Who says rainbows aren’t made of evaporated tears? Why do Braille words cry when blind people read them?" _______________________ Oh my I love your expression and questions in this exquisite piece.....I have already read many poems by you and you truly have a gift and I LOVE when a man can be tender in his musings....This is a keeper~ |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Tender?! Why if you knew what a hard head I was you would take that back lol! Thanks so much Mellisa, I'm so glad you liked it, that means a lot to me, really! Richard ![]() |
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