Open Poetry #20 |
When he Thinned the Air |
Soleil Noir Senior Member
since 2001-12-19
Posts 688USA |
When he Thinned the Air It was you who allowed her air to Thin Perhaps, and even at her age, might a woman stay confusingly young still wanting to be...a poet, a woman... loved... you said to her, he’s boxed you and you fight the POW containment his memories are ghosts they are not yours step away from the box is it so wrong for her to want acceptance [see box] when she knows IF she can touch one by word alone [see box] and not confuse them/him so much [see box] that because they don't understand {at first} that they dismiss what gifts are there as so much drivel [see lots of boxes]. it was the rose you offered in petals of words, that unfolded slowly, beautifully, perhaps for her first time, she found herself in the slow blossom, your gifts having allowed this... your words alone raining life. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SoleilNoir~ 'it was the rose you offered in petals of words, that unfolded slowly, beautifully, perhaps for her first time, she found herself in the slow blossom, your gifts having allowed this... your words alone raining life.' This is a poignantly lovely piece of writing~ *applause* *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Stunning words, you have placed here.... Lauren~ Step through the |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
can see her steping from the shadows wearing his eyes as her gown lovely words enjoyed them much |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Perhaps, and even at her age, might a woman stay confusingly young still wanting to be...a poet, a woman... Wow !! Love this !! Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
it was the rose you offered in petals of words, that unfolded slowly, beautifully, perhaps for her first time, she found herself in the slow blossom, your gifts having allowed this... your words alone raining life. ================================= I dont need to see the boxes...have seen the mirrors... and this .... this is written on rose petals...exquisite SN ... truly. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"you said to her, he’s boxed you and you fight the POW containment his memories are ghosts they are not yours step away from the box" BRAVO!!! Yes, yes, tuck away that box in the closet always as a scrapbook or an encyclopedia of your past and always let your words now be sprinkled with rosepetals! (sigh) This is excellent and provoking, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Soleil, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
it was the rose you offered in petals of words, that unfolded slowly, beautifully, perhaps for her first time, she found herself in the slow blossom, your gifts having allowed this... your words alone raining life. I breathe deep reading words such as these... when I'm through holding my breath. *S* This is beautiful! |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
it was the rose you offered in petals of words, that unfolded slowly, beautifully, perhaps for her first time, she found herself in the slow blossom, Romantically and beautifully expressed, Soleil...and also very pretty ~hugs~ copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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Soleil Noir Senior Member
since 2001-12-19
Posts 688USA |
Thank you all for breathing through this one with me. |
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