Open Poetry #16 |
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Touched |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT ![]() |
TOUCHED A spark, a glimmer, a warmth, something where nothing once was. No warning but something to notice, out of the air and into every breath. Ignite, kindle, consume, the starving emptiness submerged within a burning thirst. A moment, a time. A life, an eternity. All measure the significant flame. Attraction, yearning, passion char the hidden hollow of sanctuary without fail, without a loss and raises hope, trust, desire to refresh the soul. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Attraction, yearning, passion char the hidden hollow of sanctuary without fail, without a loss and raises hope, trust, desire to refresh the soul. sigh......this is beautiful......a soul refreshed. well written! On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very good write. Enjoyed much. Nancy. ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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The Rusty Knight Member
since 2001-08-29
Posts 414Texas |
Ignite, kindle, consume, the starving emptiness submerged within a burning thirst. A moment, a time. A life, an eternity. All measure the significant flame. I like the heat in this poem. Dan Death comes not when we cease to breathe, but when we cease to dream. |
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