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theLadypoet
Member

since 2001-05-28

Posts 97
Or USA

0 posted 2001-05-31 12:42 PM

I’ve often bent my head
to rest on a pillow, not linen
and feathers, but concrete
and small, squalid stones.
Like the breath of
a thousand butterflies
a little wind has covered
my exposed and tested bones.
My lips have often whispered
bright secrets in God’s ear,
and he has answered prayer
with power and a bit of
stale bread.
Now I sit in quiet corners
listening to the gossip of
honeybees whose wings are
translucent in an August sun.
Watching my skin grow
thin and fragile as sheets of
onionskin or the wings of moths.
It has been a journey – harrowing
and flushed with bridal innocence,
leaving me gaping at the wonder
of it all.

[This message has been edited by theLadypoet (edited 05-31-2001).]

Panne447
Member

since 2001-04-03

Posts 196
S.A. TX

1 posted 2001-05-31 01:20 PM

Lovely. Very nice piece and the thought of one who has experienced a thing or two behind it. I enjoyed this. Panne

brian madden
Member Elite

since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

2 posted 2001-05-31 01:22 PM

It has been a journey – harrowing
and flushed with bridal innocence,
leaving me gaping at the wonder
of it all.

some powerful images here looking at both the light and the dark. Really enjoyed the read.

"difference between love and comfort is that comfort's more reliable and true Brutal and mocking but always there
a crutch for enmity's saddest glare" MSP

[This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 05-31-2001).]

theLadypoet
Member

since 2001-05-28

Posts 97
Or USA

3 posted 2001-05-31 01:28 PM

Sunshine,

(((((((((((((((Sun)))))))))))))))
:*:*:*
Thank you for that private suggestion.
It is much appreciated. I work until I
am too tired to watch for typos...so
thank you, it was meant to be 'whose'...

theLadypoet

"A woman is like a tea bag, you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water..." Eleanor Rooevelt

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

4 posted 2001-05-31 01:34 PM

This is a lovely, soft read....you've even made the stones beneath your head bring the feel of welcome, in the wonder of it all.

Brava!

Watersign6
Senior Member

since 2001-05-25

Posts 823
Hurricane,WV

5 posted 2001-06-01 07:07 PM

such a wonderful read,thank you

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