Open Poetry #12 |
Winter Washed |
Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
Winter Washed wax impressions of the heart left upon a table top etched into the grains of wood the colors blend and bleed forever sealed, by the heat of her hand passing over each memory subtle visions become a partner in her reflective dance filling lonely hours... turned to days trembling hands brush aside the winter washed hair from her still sparkling blue eyes and then straighten the freshly pressed dress across her knees hoping today they will come and add another color to the waltz before her music fades "...I am a river in winter, quiet in the eyes of most but deep, swift and full of life to one, lucky enough to fall through the ice. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Snow~ I got the impression so clearly of an elderly woman waiting for the family that doesn't come. My heart aches at this poignant piece. If only ... if only ... Oh, God .. how this grabbed me. I appreciate your feelings here. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Snow--The feel of this poem is so delicate and lace filled...beautifully carved and placed on paper with tenderness...just beauiful! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is superb writing, Snow! Excellent! Denise |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Oh how I enjoyed reading this poem... The flow of expression and the imagery you present just touches one's heart... Splendid write I thank you for the read *~coco~* |
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