Open Poetry #49 |
That spot |
EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
Wrapping round me the shades of rain, warm and warped enter the heart not at lightning's speed, but in the tempo of slow simmer, beckoning embers flame a revival on the nightstand the elixir neither toxic nor sweet (for now) not yet the hour's arrival that will determine the merit or the deep regret of you Only this - simple rhyme, morphing into the blaring crescendo effect Spring's first flowers breaking the spell of snow covered apathy, with yellow expression and the stark realization of something starting up from pale whispers, now relentless as the volume turns up You are here having not been sought but O how you've hit that spot. [This message has been edited by EmmaRose (03-30-2014 09:59 AM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Oh WoW! This hits the lovely spot you intended for it to hit, Emma. Such a slow and easy approach to that "spot." This is one of your best, my friend, it is exquisite! ~*~ In America, anyone can become president. That's the problem. ~*~ |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
As exquisitely and sensitively rendered as always, EmmaRose. What a delicious happiness! Owl |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
oh yeah, this is something special alright! Lori |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
a pleasure to read...James |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
I am especially fond of: "Spring's first flowers breaking the spell of snow covered apathy, with yellow expression" |
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