Dark Poetry #2 |
Silver of Glass, in the mind where she lives |
boji stone Member
since 2000-08-13
Posts 62USA |
in the cornerstone where he sleeps she lives, at night when death approaches her eyes are a fiery eloquent flame, She speaks in whispers of human appetite created by visions of a spiritual sunrise, and the first hues of blue sky, Her voice a mantra, flowing songs, a melody of tomorrow's silver age, The touch is delicate, exquisitely designed in fragrances of the mystical rose, She is lavish oils, a caress of slender fingers unlatching his mind, smoothing troubled flesh, weaving slivers of shattered glass, until he is peace ~the breath, a mystery of it's own ~~ |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
oh my, this piece sizzles..great work.. the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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StarPryncess17 Senior Member
since 2000-05-31
Posts 932Colorado |
Such beautiful work here. Definition and imagery are wonderful. This poem was excellent and I...I am speechless. Love Always ~*~Jessica~*~ ~*~If aLl My FrIeNdS JuMpEd OfF a BrIdGe, I WoUlDn'T JuMp WiTH ThEm BeCaUsE I'd Be At ThE bOtToM tO CaTcH ThEm.:)~*~ |
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boji stone Member
since 2000-08-13
Posts 62USA |
pegasus and StarPryncess, I love to write, and it pleases me tremendously, when someone enjoys my words. Thank you very much! *S* bj ~the breath, a mystery of it's own ~~ |
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