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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone 
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Grapes unpicked wither on the vine. Too long on the shelf, they shrivel and sour. Cradled in an oaken cask, their sweet intoxication is born. My heart waits for love, left behind to die in the dirt, picked and discarded randomly. I would be as a fine wine, cradled in the cask of strong arms and fruit tinged love. |
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ilph Member
since 2000-07-28
Posts 78 |
This is amazing. I can really relate to an unpicked grape. I especially love the last stanza. Cool. |
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sash Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 125 |
Dear Cat~~What a lovely piece of work! Both You and your poem...If we could all find that special someone to cradle us in the cask, the world would be a much better place...I feel your words and their meaning all too well. Thanks for the kindred thoughts. ~Sash~ |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
What an original comparison! I am impressed. But you are a fine wine nonetheless, as your poetry demonstrates! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
There is a sort of ambiguous dichotomy is this piece…innovative symbolism and your standard manner de facto have created a unique work. Err, good job. ---------------------- Spreading insanity, one post at a time |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Cat,...I agree with all the others. I am sitting here shaking my head wondering how you came up with this. Very creative and expressive. Uta's right,...a fine wine indeed...which I am ever grateful to you for sharing with us. Be well S. *Peace. |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Cat...I may have to go back to being a wino. Great job. Hardrock |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
What an extrodinary way to express and compare emotions!! That mind of yours...Just perfect!!!! Loved it!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Cat, wow, excellent metaphor. Some great and dark images. "Grapes unpicked wither on the vine. Too long on the shelf, they shrivel and sour. Cradled in an oaken cask, their sweet intoxication is born". "I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone" manic street preachers |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
Wow! I love this. A fine wine left on the shelf grows and develops, something to be savoured, treasured! God grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, the courage to change the one I can, and the wisdom to know it's me. ~Unknown |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Cat, I agree you are truly a fine wine, and what an innovative way to compare relationships. Be Well Kethry "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- Cole |
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