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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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Conquistador Under the same old yellow moon, Hues are painted differently, June’s identical shooting stars, Through sky-blue Irises beholden, Beauty blooming in all you see. Shrouded in cloaks of velvet mystery, Whether crossing virginal desert sands, Sailing stormy seas, upon wooden ships To emerald lands, returning home, holding victory in bloodied hands. The wonders of nature all bow, Before your sure stalwart stance, The yarrow dance, Yucca stilled, Songs of rivers, muddy and wild, endow the spirit favored by chance. © 2000 Corinne Bailey |
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Jana Tovey Member
since 2000-05-30
Posts 257USA |
Good descriptions. The imagery is powerful...bloodied hands contrasts the conquerer against the more gentle horizons and settings. |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thanks, Jana. Corinne |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I just love it knowing that I can count on a really good read whenever I open one of your poems... Nice one - I like it....  |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
Corinne, this one writes, right into my adventureous soul. Adventure I seem to only get in poetry lately, thank you for you wonderful pen. I must now dream of travels and wonders, and the Ocean, which draws to me. In July I will be on the shores of Oak Island... the infamous Treasure Island (and their still looking for the treasure). So shall I....  |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Corinne, this is marvelous imagery, powerful expressions, Really liked this one, Regards, sudhir. Hey you, out there in the cold, Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisle, With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me? Hey you, don't help them to bury the light. Don't give in without a fight. Hey you, out there on your own, Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me? Hey you, with your ear against the wall, Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home.... by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thank you, Nan, you are very kind! Park, I am envious, missing the ocean so... Thank you, Sudhir, glad you liked! Corinne |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Corinne~ What a jewel ... Always such a delightful pleasure to read your thoughts. 'The wonders of nature all bow, Before your sure stalwart stance, The yarrow dance, Yucca stilled, Songs of rivers, muddy and wild, endow the spirit favored by chance.' Wonderous ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
this Conquistador wants another read, so sail away.... Parker |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
Corinne - such a complex style! I enjoyed it - I even read it more than once (careful, Long John, or she'll figure it out that you were too slow the first time thru). I love your poetry. My favorite is still the one you wrote last year that ended with, "Darlin', if you only knew." I could use a repost of that one. Parker - arggh - ye be comin' to me island will ye - jes remember what I always says to dems that disturb me little treasure and gets caught: "Dem's dat dies'll be the lucky wannnns." |
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