A Figurative Interpretation: Paradigm Shifting Without Her Clutch...

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Open Poetry #50

A Figurative Interpretation: Paradigm Shifting Without Her Clutch...

Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

0 posted 2018-03-10 12:50 PM

Rice paper doorways glow with the faintest, flickering light,
as shadows glide to a chorus of throaty bamboo flutes

There were times spent when I was happy with her
The powers which were called it war...I called it love

They said we would win, so I never lost
They ordered me to leave her...so leave her I did

I know that a heart can really bleed,
that it's not just a figment of love

I'd do it all again to be with her just once more
The fear, the sound of night exploding, and death

All of it, if I could hold her just once more
...and die in love.

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2018-03-10 04:27 AM

Bluesy, you really know how to capture a time and a place with a minimum of references that have a maximum result. On top of which, you bandy about the love word like nobody's business. I liked it!

Poet In Pink
Senior Member
Posts 1066
MI

2 posted 2018-03-10 08:00 PM

Nobody really wins in war...There are casualties all the way around ~ A touching read Bluesy...

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

3 posted 2018-03-10 11:12 PM

Having participated in one, I agree with you wholeheartedly, Miss Pinky.

...just bein' Bluesy

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