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| Open Poetry #11 |
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Her Flame |
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John R Member
since 2000-12-14
Posts 141Toledo OH 
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Her Flame by John Romstadt I Despair Gone, the scarlet September days, as ocher lays the hills and time's cruel hand moves me toward troubled reality and dreams are all I know to keep me from losing my mind. In dream's soothsay she leaves me breathless; for I am lost in despair's abyss, gazing into the darkness of a time, where nevers last forever. My verse subdued, once painted in passion by fantasies never touched, now echo off walls of cold stone and fade to lost whispers. Yet, her name speaks the magnificence of her beauty and to speak the word does not touch the beauty of the light behind her eyes. Eyes, like fires in the night ever burning, burning ever into my heart. Though the darkness in the shadows dance for the flicker of her flame and this dream, just fades with dawn; while memories seep through my veins, with the cold of loneliness that lays, like the haze of the morning fog. II Dream Upon the Damask linen she lie. Her hair, burnished waves of reflection in ambient light, dimmed to candle glow, by the veil of darkness. She lie, a faded bloom with light infusing her blush. My gaze to her eyes, Damned by the depth of her flame. I am lost; searching for something unreachable; yet, my hand lies so close. Her lips painted rose pass mine, tormenting... I long for their taste. Her attar hangs in the air, like the burning of dew upon the lamp. I breathe in her light, her beauty; Like ambrosia, her fervent kiss brings life to this mortal clay. My hand's fervid touch, like the brush of the artist's feathered stroke, paints passion with each loving caress and her flame is soothed beneath this artist's loving hand. III Reality I lie awake and hear the slow hours strike, feel blood flow through each bulging vein, while in my heart there stirs this quiet pain, that none but she will ever know the like. But why for all my passion's torrent spent, have half heard whispers struck the ear of night and fear that brought my troubled mind to flight, make the eyes of day weep in discontent. The battle rages within. The night fills with endless sighs, for I have kissed the rose and seen blood drip from her silver thorns. I have tasted the salt of tears drowning in love's debris and heard the voice of sin ringing in my ears. Let me drink from the waters of Lethe and let my memories on the winds of AElus be scattered. Let death be my release from pain, if love is to be the curse bringing to my ears the whisper of her voice as only an echo of the past. Yet; from out of the depths of deepest despair I would climb, if our dreams could but touch in flight, for just one more moment. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
WELCOME TO PASSIONS!!!! This is extremely fine poetry, it is a breath of fresh air. I hope to read more... "If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you." Winnie the Pooh |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
JohnR~ Let me welcome you to Passions In Poetry. You will enjoy your stay among some of the finest and friendliest poets on the Internet. This is a well written piece you have presented. I traveled briefly to your homepage and will return when time allows. Happy Holidays to you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
John - Welcome to Passions in Poetry - It's a wonderful place full of wonderfully prolific poets - It's nice to have your talent among us. This is a beautiful piece, and I hope to see much more from you. Check your email for a special greeting..  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
You certainly come in banging drums and beating cymbals....what a great entrance to passions...lovely work  What lies behind us and lies before us are small matters compaired to what lies within us. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson http://www.angelfire.com/pa/Origin |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Yet, her name speaks the magnificence of her beauty and to speak the word does not touch the beauty of the light behind her eyes. Eyes, like fires in the night ever burning, burning ever into my heart. Though the darkness in the shadows dance for the flicker of her flame and this dream, just fades with dawn; while memories seep through my veins, with the cold of loneliness that lays, like the haze of the morning fog. ============== Upon the Damask linen she lie. Her hair, burnished waves of reflection in ambient light, dimmed to candle glow, by the veil of darkness. She lie, a faded bloom with light infusing her blush. My gaze to her eyes, Damned by the depth of her flame. I am lost; searching for something unreachable; yet, my hand lies so close. Her lips painted rose pass mine, tormenting... I long for their taste. =========== this is exceptional work ... outstanding use vocabulary and imagery intense depth of expression of the many emotions tormented and passionate very well written Welcome to Passions John, very nice to have you here. I look forward to reading more of your poetry. take care jm Some people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* John, it is so good to see you here. Passions is a place with love and heart. You will we very welcomed with open arms. I love this poem for it shows the wonderful, loving heart you have. Much love to you from me. Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
A very warm welcome to you, John...I enjoyed this---beautifully written and tender. Sure hope you stick around! |
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John R Member
since 2000-12-14
Posts 141Toledo OH |
I would like to thank all who have read this and for the warm welcome to this forum. |
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Ramses Junior Member
since 2000-12-14
Posts 40Porsgrunn, Telemark, Norway |
John Welcome my fellow newcomer. Hope to read more from you as you write lovely. Keep it up -Ramses- |
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KokoStewartKoomoa Senior Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 580Waikiki, Hawaii |
Aloha, May I also bid you welcome here.... Your style and form have grace and a passionate beauty which stikes at delicate heart strings. Very moving! Hot writing...I hope to see much more.  Passion,imagination and intellect running together... Poetry in motion~~~ Aloha with warmest regards, Koko |
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BirdeeB Member
since 2000-09-16
Posts 106USA |
That was so amazing. you have so much intensity in you, bravo! BirdeeB |
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