Open Poetry #1 |
RainStorm |
Christina Myers Member
since 1999-06-21
Posts 159 |
Your candy-appled tongue graced my body with pleasure and the rippled effect took hold and wrung my heart dry- So as the water breaks off the cliff of your hands you soar like the waves in my hair... high above and lost in a cloud. ------------------ And I thought: this is how poetry is born. It comes from invisible heights, it is secret and dark in its origins, solitary and fragrant, and like the river it will assimilate whatever falls in its current; it will seek a route between the mountains, and its crystalline song will ripple through the meadows."- Pablo Neruda |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Wow, I really liked the way your phrases flowed in this one. excellent! |
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Christina Myers Member
since 1999-06-21
Posts 159 |
thanks dreamer... and thank you for taking the time to read and remark on the poems I posted. It really means a lot. -C |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Created with the precision of an artist of our craft. Well done, Christina. If we don't use words to the fullest of their abilities, then what's a meta-for? |
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