Open Poetry #19 |
Sounds of Cusp |
Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sounds of Cusp Time splinters between winter to spring held ever fragile as if a shard of light might brighten this fog which cushions yesterday from tomorrow and Scarlett streaks against blue skies as sun’s gold greets summer’s green in all things primary ego disappears as a lover’s finger traces blue veins of his sweetheart’s wrist come back… I am not finished with loving you |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Such soft serenity and beauty fills these words, sweet friend, I too know how these feeling relates to the seasons too, for it has continued to snow here so very much lately while the next day temperatures can get as high as 75 degrees in an instant and it feels almost like early summer! (giggles) These are very lovely visions, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have sucha beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SweetKarileaPoetess~ You get one great big *sigh* for this~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
as a lover’s finger traces blue veins of his sweetheart’s wrist come back… I am not finished with loving you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh yes! I don't want to be gushing all over the page, as I would have a hard time finding the words to tell you how this made me feel, so I will just say, 'thank you' for this gem tonight Karilea! Hugs. ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Time splinters between winter to spring held ever fragile as if a shard of light might brighten this fog which cushions yesterday from tomorrow A perfect description of this time of year, Karilea... A beautiful poem...I loved it hugggssss! copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Time splinters between winter to spring held ever fragile as if a shard of light might brighten this fog which cushions yesterday from tomorrow Beautiful verse.... one of thoe things I can look at and say " wish I had written this" |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
as a lover's finger traces blue veins of his sweetheart's wrist come back I am not finished with loving you ================================ *SIGH* (keeper) Of all the things in me I could never be, |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
like a gourmet sample never finished in the mind loveing you lovely words |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
and the cusp remains. . . to be filled again. . . your mind is searching isn't it my friend??? it shows here. . . you know that I love when you search. . . -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Sunshine~ Oh wow, now this is a love defined....such beauty in your words....and how gently you place them before our eyes.... HUGSSS Lauren~ Greeneyes~ Step through the barrier of my mind, enter my soul, feel my desire, let my eyes guide you into the shadows of my heart [This message has been edited by Greeneyes (03-20-2002 06:47 PM).] |
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NapalmsConstantlyConfused
since 2001-05-15
Posts 529 |
hmmmmmm. yummy. -Dave |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh now that is what I call a celebration of Spring! The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
darn...*s how I love this: in all things primary ego disappears as a lover’s finger traces blue veins of his sweetheart’s wrist come back… I am not finished with loving you *ssss M |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea That last line is like the first sweet peas of spring...just beautiful, the whole poem! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This KJ,.....is an awesome poem....and I do very much like the ending....B. |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
You do have a way with words, my friend. This is beautiful. Did I tell you that KJ Chardonnay is one of my favorites? It goes well with this poem. Shenachie |
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