Open Poetry #19 |
well of secrets |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
I have told you my dream words you have stood at the well of my secrets and held your bucket hands open you hurried your woman to my man fire place and brought water woman songs for the parch of my mouth I heard you in the night when your moan winds whispered when you told me there of your empty place trees I brought my dreams in iron eggshells we broke them together with our mate dances and stirred their batter blood to hardness me made our statue children smile ©Dark |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
A beautiful well to drink from DS. Love the new pic too. On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
did you hear me last night? I even closed all the windows, locked the doors, pulled the shades so no one would hear my whispers... always a pleasure to read you, D M |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
very cool write, they always are |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
Sensual whispers flow on the winds caressing a fire you set with words the reveal secrets...Well done. **big hugs** Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Fathoms rearing from secrets turning granite to gold and gold to breathing beneath earth in molten waters crystal clear So inspiring... Sincerely, Regina |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Dark Stranger - this piece asked if I would please read it one more time....I think I will. Enjoyed. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
GS, thank you for your walk in the secret places NT, perhaps it was the wind or your whispers that spoke to sky places...thank you SEA, thank you for your eyes and touch thoughts Startime, you bless me again, I thank you with humble hands Rwood, your replies are my poem dreams, thank you for your touch Chris, I am blessed by each of your reviews thank you so much |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
WOW!!! Oohhhhh...I love this, sweet friend, such passion and imagery always fills your wonderful words! (big huggssssss) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is way cool! 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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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS " brought my dreams in iron eggshells we broke them together" Your imagery is original and layered with sensuality. Much enjoyed! |
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Indigo Senior Member
since 2001-05-17
Posts 602 |
fragile dreams stirred by the heart of another are fed tenderly to fill the soul Your imagery quite potent here, DS... *s* Indigo |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh my...Oh my.... You do tend to leave one speechless. ~hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I have told you my dream words you have stood at the well of my secrets and held your bucket hands open you hurried your woman to my man fire place and brought water woman songs for the parch of my mouth =========================== these are powerful images and clever unique metaphors. quite a complex interesting write. well done poet sir. "Never made it as a wise man |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
noah, thank you my friend for the reviews martie, you bless me often, I owe you my mind... indigo, fragile is hard glass with no stones sometimes..and melted butter others thank you Nancy, I will put words in your mouth...carefully? thank you Janet Marie, I enjoy your replies more than writing my poems thank you |
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