Open Poetry #11 |
The sun left the vertex... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
The sun left the vertex And tree trunks fell slanted. Thrown from the vortex, Dank leaves were implanted Alongside those bleak streets, Where gentle and cautious, Avoiding dark thickets, In muddy galoshes, We rambled on homeward For what seemed like hours, But we took the long road Because it was ours. Your skin showed a faint blush. The clear chilly evening, As though from a paintbrush, With rain drops was gleaming. How softly you whispered, “Don’t take these nights lightly” Believe me, my sister, I think of them nightly. ------------------ Check out more of my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master [This message has been edited by Master (edited 01-04-2001).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautifully written, as always, Master! Denise |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
"Dont take these nights lightly" in other words, dont let your life pass you by before you have the chance to meet up with it. I liked the feeling of the second stanza particularly. |
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Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
very nice, MAster I especially liked: "Your skin showed a faint blush. The clear chilly evening, As though from a paintbrush, With rain drops was gleaming. How softly you whispered, “Don’t take these nights lightly” Believe me, my sister, I think of them nightly." |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thanks guys, I'm glad you liked this one... Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Any suggestions on how to improve the flow of this poem? Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Alongside those bleak streets, Where gentle and cautious, Avoiding dark thickets, In muddy galoshes, Beautifully written, wonderful atmosphere in throughout, personal I think the poem is perfect the way it is. It's in your eyes a fire that's wild and glorious Unhibited, unfinished in everything I do Let the morning rise like our hearts desire" whipping boy |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Master, I bow before you...this likes me a lot! |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thanks guys! |
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