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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time 
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The scents in the room are hypnotic, distinctive. Be it a penumbral purgatory, it deepens, lest anyone muse upon a secret desire like she. Lest anyone muse, does soundlessness echo and desperation becomes poignantly inert, suspension on a single string held delicately overhead her uplifted trance of a hollow prayer. Blues within the other blend a perfectly melodic black, a shadow of question arises 'tween the enigma of her eyes. Has anyone tasted tragedy quite like this before, without tongue, nor fingers touching, entwined ache, grazing apparitions sweetly dancing across her unsketchable world? She is denied entrance to Elysium, and feels its calling, evermore. Bitterly, she weaves a prison from shards of the hunger that sates her mind and body. Insomnia lends her a futile lullaby, as morning swells o'er and o'er and o'er the plexiglass valley, descent. Look to the horizon, detachment insignificant thoughts splayed on oakwood table, lit by Aurora's disconsolate pinks and crimsonality removed. Her skin remembers what it was to sense aberration, not savor it from sips of coffee, spoon-fed liquid measures, unable to resist itself. Once, ago, there existed a name for her. Ears defined relished in its euphony, dissonance. Memories bring her to her knees in frailty, grasping silently for everything she has lost. Abyss of nostalgia, rendered ambrosial for the longing, unquenchedly parched reality she cradles deep within dewdrops of French Vanilla iniquity. Oh, nightless, dayful, splendid vagary! were you but a whisper in the hourglass of her sighs.. She loves his coffee the second time a thirst settles into the grooves of her veins, unsettled silver nicotine she has never come to know, only through silhouette too lightly alive, too heavily within. Recollections of what never was, bringing stirrer to her lips, granting amenity to meringue foam, for sinning an unmentionable thing, among her own doing, and she traces salty magarita lines 'round the rim of her cup. Artfully, she eyes the fading warmth, holding instrument of deviation weightlessly betwixt slender fingers, vaguely contemplative. Dipping its edge into milky watercolors, painting portraits of reminiscence vis-à-vis cappuccino, she was beginning to learn how outying felt, and what it was to truly be alone. If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
IndigoEve~ Good Lord girlie ... this is what I would look for in a book of poetry and PAY FOR IT ! How richly you stir the inkwell~ I will tell you again and again ... you have talent beyond measure ... I sure hope I live long enough to find you at the top of the best seller's list !!! You WILL be there ... yes, you will !!! I so admire the way you work the ink ...~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
This is pure poetry! May I beg for more...and soon?  I stand in awe...and applaud you!! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Great writing. Perfect imagery! Grover. |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Indigo I can only say wow, this is truly spectacular writing, you may not have experience but what you have in spades is talent. I’m awed, truly awed by the way you write. These days I’m not in here enough to read very much, and I tend to only come in, read a little in the archives and go, but your writing is so amazing that I promise I’ll try to read you more often. Outstanding writing and a wonderful gift to the reader, thank you for the gifting of you. as always Mushy    Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
This is the stuff that perfect poetry is made of. Pure heart, and you got it! Amazing work. Deb |
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Betty Senior Member
since 2002-08-13
Posts 1159Virginia |
Oh I absolutely loved this. You are truly great. Keep up the good work. Betty |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) I'd have to intensely disagree with your constructive critique message, in fact, to some extent, you may be more experienced with poetry than many of us! (big angel hugs) This is wonderful, I love it, I too have faith you'll be well-known in the not-so-distant future, yay, 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 "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Captivating and incredible! Betty Lou Hebert |
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midnightblues Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 1597Singapore |
Awesome!  Dear IndigoEve, I really do like this  Love MiCheLLe If there cannot be equal in affection, then let the one with more be me - midnightblues |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
Incredibly poetry! You are gifted beyond measure....WOW! Ellie A friend hears the song in my heart, and sings it to me when my memory fails. |
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