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a tempest brews
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a tempest brews |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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It was but by a bloody pen and no bewitching grace of face I dared to let the others in to stand a moment in my space. O Pity...no, I'll have it not. My only aim, a hand to hold. comradery--survivor's lot-- a moment's peace by sale of soul. Karma is the only curse compounded by a judgement's verse! Naked, I, the newly born, unashamed to weep, forlorn. Be a judge, then, if you dare- but with compassion - DO beware, for all you do not understand? eventually--a reprimand-- and in your mirror's fond embrace someday you just might see my face. Understanding at the cost to know my agony of loss... And yes, I would write rainbows bright. But all of it would be a lie. Behind these eyes of twinkling blue, beneath my grin--a tempest brews. " Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." T.S. Eliot |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I L O V E T H I S P O E M !!!!!  SEA |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
wow lady....wow...yes I think us twins, but you write 'our' heart waaaaaaaaaay better than I ever could...great job on this lady hugs |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Twinkling blue......uh huh ...I see the mischevious tempest brewing there with an innocent soul being suduced by those blue eyes...Oh ..so only you can have your tempest way with them....bad bad bad girl...that's why I love ya...whew! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
I like this poem. Writing what we feel is the way of poetry. Good job. Joyce |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
applause!!!!!!!you're on a roll!!! excellent writing! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I dared to let the others in to stand a moment in my space. ============================== comradery--survivor's lot-- a moment's peace by sale of soul. Karma is the only curse compounded by a judgement's verse! ================================= Be a judge, then, if you dare- but with compassion - DO beware, for all you do not understand? eventually--a reprimand-- and in your mirror's fond embrace someday you just might see my face. Understanding at the cost to know my agony of loss... And yes, I would write rainbows bright. But all of it would be a lie. Behind these eyes of twinkling blue, beneath my grin--a tempest brews. ======================================= "Be a judge, then, if you dare- but with compassion - DO beware, for all you do not understand? eventually--a reprimand-- and in your mirror's fond embrace someday you just might see my face." me thinks the bayou storms are coming in... me thinks they need to issue hurricane warning for the south  "and in your mirror's fond embrace someday you just might see my face." God I love ya for that line baby .... "hurricane karma"? "hurricane curse"? "hurricane serenity" .... yeah.. thats the ticket love you me twin... Sprayed across my heart and hers Danced butterflies in the wild This angel, this woman , who loves me with the innocence of a child. ~DeVante~ |
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