Open Poetry #10 |
Breathing in the silent night...(old poem) |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Choking minutes with her hands Slowly squeezing the aorta, Nature, with her chilling glance, Proves to us that she’s immortal. Naked trees in passion sway, Sweeping stars, while none will fall. Icy puddles mark my way-- Dark like windows to one’s soul. Frozen doves rest on the cable They observe the pale sky. Wind-- the hand that rocks the cradle, Softly sings a lullaby. Thus I linger, sad and dreary, Breathing in the silent night. Shaking lips still prove my theory, It’s so cold-- dreams freeze in flight. Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Well done, Master. Elizabeth You cling to your ways and leave mine to me. Suum cuique. ~Elizabeth |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thank you Elizabeth! Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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monique Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 369Louisiana |
i enjoy this poem even though it is a sad one |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
I don't know what came over me that day, I usually don't write "sad" poems. Thanks for reading! Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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Romy Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1170Plantation, Florida |
It sounds like it must have been a cold dreary day outside! Great Imagery! |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
I believe it was! Thanks Debbie! Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Excellent expression, Master! Very well done! Denise |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
quite chilling and vivid... Naked trees in passion sway, Sweeping stars, while none will fall. Icy puddles mark my way-- Dark like windows to one’s soul. This would do well in dark passions. |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thank you all for your warm replies! Check out my poetry here: http://cafepoetry.com/stage1/andrey_kneller.htm#My%20Hamlet |
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