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Notes of Lavender
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Notes of Lavender |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee 
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How I love to kiss The eyes of the child within you Slumbering In our lavender dreamscape I have loved you A thousand lifetimes Before the sanctum of this realm In the first tinkling of notes Our love was born You know the accent Of my inner aria Where others find me foreign You welcome me home You know the scent Of our down feathered comfort There is where you'll always find me When, alas I cannot sing You play my heartstrings for me It is your silhouette I adore In morning's stage of pale You are always the familiar In the hall of pinched light As you dream in rainfall And fluttering of night wings My head will always find peace In the vibrato of your rising Falling in symphony Ending in percussion Drifting into distant thunder Slipping into lyrical repose |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
quote: I love that line!!!  This is wonderful Regina. . . such a wonderful musical flow and theme. . . *sigh*. . . it's truly a symphony. . . -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Regina Such an exquisite portrayal of true romance you have given us......absolutely wonderful! Lavendars and purples are my favourite colors and the title certainly grabbed my attention. Take care......Sue Suetang |
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Dee Member Elite
since 2000-08-19
Posts 2330Queensland, Australia |
Regina, sweet words make love all the more beautiful, and you have done just that. Dee I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life. a brand |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
As you dream in rainfall And fluttering of night wings My head will always find peace In the vibrato of your rising Falling in symphony Ending in percussion Drifting into distant thunder Slipping into lyrical repose ================================= How very very cool this is.... and what a lovely poem of romantic intend...with superb imagery more fresh, innovative, creative work from you... love the way you ended this wonderful writing Regina. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
you have knocked me socks off with this one, and left me in the mood to play footsie too! This is stunning work, my friend! Every now and then I read something that makes me remember a poet forever...and now I will faithfully look for your name in the scrolls. Wonderful! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
RWood~ So delicate - gentle - devine pen of you ~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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WRBreezin Member
since 2001-08-04
Posts 212 |
It is your silhouette I adore In morning's stage of pale You are always the familiar In the hall of pinched light Endearing throughout, the above stanza so crisp and defining! Willie |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Regina this is super heart felt writing... "You know the accent Of my inner aria Where others find me foreign You welcome me home" The comfort of the familiarity of a long lasting love captured so well here. The freshness of the romance still there though saged but so deep and peaceful..... This is an excellent reflective poem of feelings Have a nice day ethome [This message has been edited by ethome (edited 08-28-2001).] |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Soothing music for a lucky Loved one. "Dream of days when work was scrappy, Rare in our pockets the mark of mint, We were angry and poor and happy, And proud of seeing our names in print" [This message has been edited by RSWells (edited 08-28-2001).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
It is your silhouette I adore In morning's stage of pale You are always the familiar In the hall of pinched light love this passage..pinched light... wonderful.... as usual..a pleasure to read..and I would say someone is indeed a very lucky one... |
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