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Open Poetry #15

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RSWells
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since 2001-06-17

Posts 2533

0 posted 2001-09-09 11:11 PM

My voice grows silent.
From heady arias
and boisterous ballads,
occasional operatic outbursts
and showering syncopation,
to melancholic musings
and hummed hymns,
whispered torch songs,
lip sync'd laments,
sighs,
silence.

My light grows dim.
From omnipotent observation
and magnetic luminosity,
gleamed glances
and lascivious leers,
to peripheral paralysis
and ocular opacity,
squinted shadows,
ineffective tears,
catatonia,
darkness.

Two hands opposing
clasp ideally.
From a mirrored
prayer bridge,
digital dominoes
collapse,
intertwine
airtight,
interlocking.

One hand grasps
quietly
in the dark.

serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

1 posted 2001-09-09 11:32 PM

Suits my mood, Richard...(kinda of laughing, as that probably would appall you) But I enjoyed the cryptic write--as I always do...allowing room for the reader to dance between the lines. Enjoyed.

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

2 posted 2001-09-09 11:37 PM

very clever write here Richard...
creative use of the many alliterations and word play....
I could go on complimenting the poem,
but it seems second to holding a hand out to the grasping hand of alone.
jm

Well I looked to the sky for my anthem
The words and the music came through
But words and music can never touch
The beauty that I've seen in you

Balladeer

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since 1999-06-05

Posts 25505
Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

3 posted 2001-09-09 11:38 PM

some very interesting images here...on the surface I would consider it to be a declaration of a sabbatical...but I'm seldon right

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