Dark Poetry #3 |
Diastonene III -- The Lady Wanders the Halls |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
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3. The Lady Wanders the Halls Lady Diastonene sees the faces of her lovers' hands. Those secret pressing mouths. Strawberries bursting through the sand. Cobwebs play upon her lips. She sings on to their forms. From the ceiling, spun rings drop (only thread-green worms). Bees against the window, bees there in the garden. She asked Robert about the sky. He told her tasted tongue. Blue tongue, it was a tower. Always collapsing. Can you feel it collapsing, ribs? Oh, can you? Can you feel it collapsing? Call back the lightning sun, the fall -- it's, the light, it's... Falling into the trees, falling beneath their ribs. To play for her. A song of gold. Sunlit fractions. Gave warmth to the cold. And she knew. And he knew. And that was it. And she wanders on. Another hall. To another room. Wants to sleep. Among the glass, become color pattern. Cause. A shape. A frame. A causal lapse of time. She arrives. Study of stains. A statue here. Searches its face. Unlike her, but she. The Lord's hands made this stone without her view. A sunset gray iceline face. But, what matters. Yes. She leans against her image under glass he painted. Blotted purple, slashing blue, comma green, redblack frame. Flaming sun encased, entombed, in these combing stains. Inscription read in spider script: "Her laughter sounds like crying." What he says, pressed message, when sweating sweet and dying. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Now, I hear a Minstrals lute, all throughout the reading of this. Still with ya here. ~Ed |
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Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
And the yumminess continues. I love this poem. Hate to quote Vince Clark, since he annoys me soooo much, but "just can't get enough." Ah, the cuteness of young '80s. Anyway. More? Pwease? i'll be waiting for you |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Oh my....great work! I love it.... DeaDiAmore |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
better and better. you play! they are molecules combining evolving into...? tuned, brian I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
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Thank you, everyone. I really appreciate yr comments. [This message has been edited by bsquirrel (08-22-2002 11:56 AM).] |
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bsquirrel
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From 2. The Lord Checks the Doors /pip/Forum46/HTML/002435.html To 4. The Family Gathers /pip/Forum46/HTML/002448.html [This message has been edited by bsquirrel (08-28-2002 04:15 PM).] |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
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