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| Open Poetry #12 |
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Red Sun |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
The sun appeared blood red just above the cradle of the Earth Colored with the stains of innumerable sin Catches my eyes at that slanted angle in this quiet place It calls to me, and pulls me deeper within And a black bird flies across its crimson tinted face So alone and seemingly without a sense of direction Forlorn in its flight through the still morning air It was with this bird that I turned my eyes for inspection Realizing in a momentary shudder of pure and utter despair How the dawning of day, if looked at in a different light Can be such a similar scene, identical in all compare, As the red sun lowering itself for the coming of night |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Bravo! |
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Jellybean King Member
since 2001-03-07
Posts 153Jelly, Bean |
Stark, beautiful imagery: "The sun appeared blood red just above the cradle of the Earth" ...and I loved this line: "And a black bird flies across its crimson tinted face" These lines are very thought provoking, and capture the mindset and emotions of the observer so well: "Realizing in a momentary shudder of pure and utter despair How the dawning of day, if looked at in a different light Can be such a similar scene, identical in all compare, As the red sun lowering itself for the coming of night" Thanks for the great read! Jellybean King |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The sun appeared blood red just above the cradle of the Earth Colored with the stains of innumerable sin Catches my eyes at that slanted angle in this quiet place It calls to me, and pulls me deeper within And a black bird flies across its crimson tinted face ===================== Realizing in a momentary shudder of pure and utter despair How the dawning of day, if looked at in a different light Can be such a similar scene, identical in all compare, As the red sun lowering itself for the coming of night ======================= "the cradle of the Earth" "Colored with the stains of innumerable sin" (very cool line of thought and imagery) "Can be such a similar scene, identical in all compare, As the red sun lowering itself for the coming of night" once again the words poetic intelligence, depth, and intensity come to mind. impressive imagery in this reflective poetic revelation. I'll echo Suns "Bravo"  We wish ourselves beautiful, |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Thank you all most kindly. Especially sunshine for the Bravo...and JM for the ditto Bravo. *L* |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
PoeticKnight~ Wonderful image-laden writing here ! A pure mood-altering piece. Thank you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
(applause) *S* This is excellent! |
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