Open Poetry #16 |
A Falcon's Song |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Listen (listen)to me sing? Listen...there is poetry in the falling of the leaves as they tick and tock and waft across the timelessness of breeze won't you listen? Won't you please (listen to me) please believe? (BELIEVE IN ME...) grant me pardon sweet release on knees--my warden-- what is one less soul to truth? Tell me, what am I to you? I will dance a jester's prance-- ripened cherries, lip's romance... velvet fingers, eyes in trance-- thighs apart in bay's entrance. I will let loose the seven veils-- read you secrets of entrails. I'll gather herbs unknown to all-- I'll tell the tales of angels' fall... I beg of you. Release this dove. Let me fly home to my love. I can no longer sing in cage. Release me, lest the Falcon rage. |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Angst, pure angst. |
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WRBreezin Member
since 2001-08-04
Posts 212 |
A sobering cry for liberty, of the heart bound and pining. Very Good! Willie B |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggssssss) Such a desperate cry of yearning for love echos across this poem, dearest friend! (sad sigh) I hope this isn't related to a feeling you're having right now, but if it is, my heart goes out to you and pray you fly to your love soon! (sigh) I know tis feeling ever so well too! (kiss on cheek) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karen, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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