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IndigoEve
Member

since 2003-01-10

Posts 279
Etched in the illusion of time

0 posted 2003-10-24 04:11 PM

She rests,
written upon the wings of another day ..
Too many thoughts pulsing through her mind,
reeling from undeniable beauty and
this taming of the sky.

Unaware,
papers scattered around her.
What silk-laced presence feeds her
                              pensiveness?

Unaware,
repeats the distant drumming of rain
singing steadily into her
              soul,
like a morbidly fragile sunrise.

Strange, how strange
heaven's scent
    lingers,
        and oh lord, how she dreams!

In between olive fingers, she holds
twilight in a bottle,
breathing its parched aroma.

She once sat on the garden wall,
trailing indignities of a thousand words
    but silenced
when he found her.

In between fingers she would thread
sweet blackberry vines,
    his own skin lighter
than the blackberry staining her lips

"In these are the taste of my ink,
stretched across your arms.
I am sorry,
still I can't help but paint you blacker
than my midnight sighs."

He knows,
after tasting her.
Somehow artistically unaware
black on black
makes her white again.

such sweet things
but oh, too young!

Love
    the emotion meant to shatter naivete
in so many ways.

a whisper once fell across November air.

"I want it"

He knows.
"And so we'll make our own."

For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.--"Romeo and Juliet"

[This message has been edited by IndigoEve (10-24-2003 04:12 PM).]

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2003-10-24 04:35 PM

a whisper once fell across November air.

~*~

You caught me,
and kept me.

So, I'm going to make
this a

Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

2 posted 2003-10-24 05:08 PM

A peek into a poetic soul. Nice!!!. Joyce

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

3 posted 2003-10-24 05:48 PM

At fifteen I could never write like this...come to think of it...I still can't but this is just exquisite and oh so lovely.
Welcome to Passions, I hope you enjoy it here and I am looking forward to reading more from you.

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

4 posted 2003-10-24 07:10 PM

Do you have any idea how talented you are? We do!

Betty Lou Hebert

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

5 posted 2003-10-25 05:22 PM

(smiles) Yay! Oh my gosh, you are sooooooo talented for someone so young, sweet friend, yay, this beautiful poem calls for some blackberry cobbler just for you, yay! (big hugggssssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, you write with a ink sweeter than watermelon, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sun set and I perceive

***Live***

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

6 posted 2003-10-26 02:22 AM

enjoyed the read tonight

junemac
Senior Member

since 2003-04-24

Posts 1005
uk

7 posted 2003-10-26 06:06 PM

wow great poetry.
Some brilliant lines and a whole great poem. thanks for sharing. x june

In between olive fingers, she holds
twilight in a bottle,
breathing its parched aroma.

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