Open Poetry #8 |
Here Among The Butterflies |
Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
The luster of Apollo's face Streaks across the sky... And falls upon a distant place Where painted wings do fly... Watercolors sweep the dawn And flirt with silver seas... Here on brilliant emerald lawns Lives a dreamer's reverie... Dipped within the golden dew Shining butterflies dance... Whispers drift with strength anew As the risk of love is chanced... ...With a thought, our souls combine... Sun rays fly as lips collide And lust floods on velvet wings... In your heart I do confide While a jeweled horizon sings... Twilight sprays a glittered breath As our silhouettes do fall... Shadowed doubt is put to death When echoes of forever call... I loose myself within your eyes And pulsing bodies meld to one... Here among the butterflies Our legacy has just begun... *Krista Knutson* "Cherish your vision; Cherish your ideals; Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts. If you remain true to them, your world will at last be built." ~James Allen~ "We've made houses for hatred...it's time we made a place where people's souls may be seen and made safe"...~Jewel~ |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Wow Krista! What a unique way of comparing the heat of passion between two lovers to the carefree beauty of a butterfly. This is outstanding, but then again, I've come to expect no less from a talented poet such as yourself. "I loose myself within your eyes and pulsing bodies melt to one... here among the butterflies our legacy has just begun" Wow! Take care, Melissa Honeybee |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Oh my, This is exquisite Krista I've read two wonderful poems by you in the past 2 days....I'm gonna have to start reading your work more often All my love, Jeffrey |
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LoveBug
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since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
Krista, this is beautiful! *sigh* I love love poems! "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde "The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief" -Shakespea |
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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! |
This was VERY creative!!! Very well done!!! Julie :) |
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Dusk Treader
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since 1999-06-18
Posts 1187St. Paul, MN |
Wow, Krista, this was great! I loved "Watercolors sweep the dawn", and the last verse, and well the two before it... and the first three too... but especially the last three! This was great, I loved it sweetheart Abrahm Simons "Keep on dreamin' boy 'cause when you stop dreaming it's time to die" - Blind Melon |
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Dawn Eclipse Senior Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 637The Horsehead Nebula |
Krista~ I almost missed this one... lol. I go away for one day and you go and post a wonderful poem. You just don't want me to read them I thinks... lol. Great poem Krissa. You always seem to make me quit breathing while I read them, they're so beautiful. "Even a fool knows you can't touch the stars, but it doesn't stop a wise man from trying." Harry Anderson, "Night Court" *Cassandra Roseen* |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Thank you all so much, I deeply appreciate all your kind comments. *Krista Knutson* "Cherish your vision; Cherish your ideals; Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts. If you remain true to them, your world will at last be built." ~James Allen~ "We've made houses for hatred...it's time we made a place where people's souls may be seen and made safe"...~Jewel~ |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Krista~ Again you have captured such lovely phrases and woven them into a cocoon from which emerges the lovely butterfly. 'Twilight sprays a glittered breath As our silhouettes do fall... Shadowed doubt is put to death When echoes of forever call...' So pretty ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Eloise Senior Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 1096Wyoming |
What a beautiful poem you have written here. This one is a keeper. |
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