Open Poetry #21 |
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2 treatments to the theme "Sudden Blindness" a challenge |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Sudden Blindness he stepped into the room I’d been struck with sudden blindness to everything in the world save his eyes his penetrating eyes. he seemed to see the very heart of me; he seemed to know every chasm that was open to receive all he might have to give as if frozen, save for the racing of my heart and the tears leaking from my eyes. the tears that cleansed the dust from my cheeks the dust that had come from walking that lonely road seeking something, someone, upon which to base my life my energies my trust. then there I was right in front of him which one of us had moved which one closed the gap He reached out and touched me and made me whole for the first time in my life. the sudden blindness was no more; I saw more clearly than ever before. the sharpness of the sunlight the dew glistening upon the flowers and I recognized Him. I knew Whom He was and He knew me, completely, and even so, His love changed not. ©July 18, 2002 I had hope the 2nd one would be humorous. Alas, it certainly is not. I was going from the idea of venetian blinds causing blindness to a window. Didn't work out that way. More a "Days of Wine and Roses" kind of thing. Blindness Comes the blindness of the window breaks the morning’s cause, delirium shakes, as sun is shunned and held at bay that I’ll be freed from feet of clay and throbbing head and teeth and tongue and bloodshot eyes that cry for numb she hollered to me, “please get up, your coffee’s cold now in your cup your late night hour, if truth be told, has brought a weak’ning of your soul get up, go wash, I do not jest, you must go in and face your test” as I arose to face the day she looked at me in her own way knowing well what would be best to shield me in a darkened nest she raced up to the window cord grabbed ahold and pulled it hard and there between each window sash the blinds went down in one loud crash and each pane held sudden blindness to the day, I’m turning gray the blindness of the window breaks the morning’s cause, delirium shakes, as sun is shunned and held at bay that I’ll be freed from feet of clay and throbbing head and teeth and tongue and bloodshot eyes that cry for numb ©July 18, 2002 Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
I get it! Your talents speak music all there own...roses...or venetians...either a window, reflecting the sun. ThisDiamond I am going to try this. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh these are very very good!! So much enjoyed...I especially loved the first one. ~Hugs~ |
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mycafe Senior Member
since 2002-05-23
Posts 584 |
You wrote so well, VAS! Like Enchantress, I prefer the first one too. ![]() mycafe Keep counting your blessings |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Both are excellent, Virginia... I actually prefer the second because it was so dramatic. ![]() Lyra |
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kaile![]() ![]()
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
Virginia, will attempt to write a decent piece for your challenge...both these poems were excellent but i preferred the second one because it gave me room to ponder...i felt the ache in the narrator's words and wondered what terrible incident could have occurred to him that he would want to sht himself away.... ![]() |
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