Open Poetry #19 |
the Watcher and the Watched |
ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
the Watcher (and the Watched) I had disposed of hope ages ago imaging a before-someplace, a destination unattainable, but always just out of reach A brief glimpse, a residue image that was all I saw of the Watcher but it was enough to coil my spirit like a cobra and draw me to her Hostility was an hors d'oeuvre served cold with much gusto I devoured it, or it me After that one day, on the balcony when the Watcher pierced me with assurance I knew I was changed Everything I was to do - every motion I was to make she would see, view, and critique feel her, but not see her, yet she was there the ceaslessly rustling taffeta sound before she arrived always leaving me the Gift hope When she had thoroughly tainted my soul painting it in galleries of beneficence she let me finally see her, fully, shimmering virtue she smiled, giving me the Gift one last time faith I was ne'er to see her again, except to feel her at great distances perhaps still Watching, still over my shoulder I kept with me, always, another Gift the large gilded, golden feather that had dropped from her massive wings [This message has been edited by ShadowRider (03-03-2002 12:39 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I am sitting here smiling and shaking my head in amazement! What an outstanding write this is! Seldom does a piece render me speechless but this one has my friend. Exquistely penned! Breathtakingly beautiful in word and presentation! I cannot find the words..so I shall just say, thank you, and into my library this goes. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
This is so beautiful Jeff..this is one for the library...hugss ~Victoria~ "Mistakes are the portals of discovery." |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
oops i forgot to check off the library ha. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"I was ne'er to see her again, except to feel her at great distances perhaps still Watching, still over my shoulder I kept with me, always, another Gift the large gilded, golden feather that had dropped from her massive wings" BRAVO!!! OH MY GOSH, I AGREE WITH VICTORIA AND NANCY, THIS IS OUTSTANDING AND BY FAR ONE OF YOUR BEST YET!!! (BIG HUGGGSSSSSS) Oh my gosh, this has made me speechless, I also am adding this to my library, this should be published! We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is excellent! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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janmew Member
since 2001-10-27
Posts 134Canada |
Yes, beautifully done indeed! Such poetic depth it has! I love it! Jan |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Jeff~ This is outstanding! I love your ability to transcribe your visions in detail. What a lovely read from you this morning. I hope you have yourself a nice Sunday over there. |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
This poem really soars. The visuals are incredible! |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Okay.. please slap me.. because I don't know if I've ever read anything of yours or not. This was breathtaking. For all who watch.Dare you say hello? Come in and ask the questions that are on your mind, but spare me your judgement until you truly sipped of me. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
I love this! How well I know the golden feather...oh, thank you for articulating it for me. ThisDiamond |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
this sounds exilharating well done Jeff |
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