Open Poetry #5 |
Her Twisted Silky Threads |
Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Her Twisted Silky Threads Love is such folly voice, singing tangled bars that drain rhythm’s sweet tempestuous storm, like a heart song given across parched perception that changes true to need. Love gladly touches whispers in glade’s bend and bow, rising to the redwood’s strength, but such a height is dizzying and falling on tundra that protests its very loveliness seems more safe. Why is a heart so careful it careens, falling as it stands next to tattered need expecting Suresh from languid sand that holds no echo but gives into itself? She would gladly open, show her twisted silky threads to you of noble and sweet vibrant core, but listen, still the sound is silent and withered, has dwindled into stone in cold and hardened lack, to sit and gaze across the meadow-land of earth and light, for the song for want has ended, waiting. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie - I could fairly hear a violin playing ... Mesmerizing .. truly lovely and melodic. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Astraea Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 378California! Yeah! Okay, I'm done now |
Another lovely poem. ~Astraea "Sometimes stars can only be seen in darkness." "Sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things." |
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Tamera Member
since 1999-12-28
Posts 121 |
Wonderful... |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Each one of your poems seems more beautiful than the last - yet I cannot fairly compare them, my friend. 'to sit and gaze across the meadow-land of earth and light' Wow - a dream. K |
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Martie
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Thank you Marge-to be compared to a violin, what a compliment. Astraea and Tamera, thank you so much for reading and comenting. Kamla--Thank you, the "my friend" part I liked the best. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thank you Marge-to be compared to a violin, what a compliment. Astraea and Tamera, thank you so much for reading and comenting. Kamla--Thank you, the "my friend" part I liked the best. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Simply beautiful! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Martie...you could have very easily written this for me, my friend. It speaks so clearly to me. Thank you for the beautiful read. Hugs |
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