Open Poetry #13 |
nothing like |
aurora rain Member
since 2000-11-15
Posts 90 |
it’s nothing like a british plait, nothing like the hearts that weave in, weave out, its eyes held a firmament to the earth vaulting outwards spilling out sky they are tempestuous instruments i suppose encased in foil, gathered in lace, in heart-strung beauty and my heart is an egg, its yolk held still, the whites left to shake, the shell left to ache— one thousand breaks to shore on the pacific sunday afternoon, the day you made the promise the day you gave the lies, the day you sold your car for a telephone call and a subway ticket and a ride home if you knew where home was at all. i wonder if you knew how to say goodbye. and i wonder if i can make you come back to me skip the songs on the radio that have played once before and play the first song again if i close my eyes, if i dream, if i sell my beads on Saturday for another chance it’ll all wake up anew and we can pretend to smile for each other the way beautiful people always do— if they remember. because i’m afraid you’ll forget there are accidents in my field of vision now and the red is colliding with the blue— there are hearts refracting in her lens today while i think of you, your sandcastle eyes lit up like the fourth of july your smile a sound i will never forget even if you do forget about goodbye. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Aurora rain...."...nothing like the hearts that weave in, weave out..." I like this poem. I'll enjoy re-reading it. Bob |
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aurora rain Member
since 2000-11-15
Posts 90 |
shameless bump. |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
unshamless bump and nice read |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
"there are accidents in my field of vision now and the red is colliding with the blue—" I like this phrase as well as others that make up the whole. I'm sure I've visited this beach at least one time. "I am not now that which I have been." |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
"...and i wonder if i can make you come back to me skip the songs on the radio that have played once before and play the first song again if i close my eyes, if i dream, if i sell my beads on Saturday for another chance it’ll all wake up anew and we can pretend to smile for each other the way beautiful people always do—"... Shamless bump or not...I especially liked the above...could have been the whole piece and been enough... enjoyed... jwesley |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Wonderful writing, aurora rain. Excellent expression of emotion. All writing comes |
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