Open Poetry #21 |
Feeling Colours |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Feeling Colours Looking through an armoir, unopened for some time, I fingered the memories of silks and satins, smiling at the feelings' rise. The colours of red and navy, held together only by belt, opening when on, exposing just enough to tantalize. The blackness of sheer, bought just for you, to never be worn again, buried along with the lace, only pictured in mind but never worn, saved for that special moment that never arrived. Velvet trappings, burgundy delights, a boost to my ego, hanging there, running my hands across the nap, loving the memories, some day to repeat. The steel of blue, almost gray a favorite though slight, redressed thoughts that have been layed aside. Today touching the fabrics of loving, enticing colours that mask my losses of yesterday, laying dormant, waiting to enrich each tomorrow that comes. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Enjoyable read. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Krissy Senior Member
since 2002-02-22
Posts 556kent England |
Maureen hi there Thank goodness mum had Paul’s computer she could fall back on, I don’t know how she would have managed without it, or for that matter how I would have managed, if she could be trusted I’d lend her mine but she can’t she is death to anything that has circuits and electronics. Maybe now she will treat it a little better when it returns to her desk but who knows with mum. Wonderful writing I’m so glad I got the opportunity to reply to you, you are one of my favourite writers and I always enjoy your writing, and this is exceptional, full of such beauty and depth. The thoughts this conjure are amazing As always Krissy And while thy willing soul transpiers |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Lovely poem, M... the stuff memories are made from. *s |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
M, as always your writing is just lovely. you make me smile with this one...memories ahh what a wonderful thing they are indeed. beautiful write! take care. amy "you can't stop |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
lovely poem - wonderful to read - thanks for sharing it - Paul |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Yep, yr sadness *is* beautiful. She said burn ... together. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Good stuff Maureen!! Enjoyed this one today. ~hugs~ |
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