Open Poetry #21 |
touch the leper |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
hush---be still and listen to the silence screaming as my words fail impotent my life in plea for touch of knowing-- meet me in my eyes realize it's me-- this deformity hiding within gray veils praying to be seen in the joy of recognition of what used to be-- contained within the seed of tears for what can never be... futility. (You loved me once.) oh didn't you? "Lie to me," if you must. Tell me that you think of me? Be merciful and grant me alms-- no, not gold, to weigh me down but? Touch the leper on the cheek just wipe away one single tear? before you walk away. Be sure, my love, to wash your hands... |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
(You loved me once.) oh didn't you? "Lie to me," if you must. Tell me that you think of me? Be merciful and grant me alms-- no, not gold, to weigh me down but? Touch the leper on the cheek just wipe away one single tear? before you walk away Just tonight, I had to deal with something a bit like this. I remembered the song that said, 'it's cruel to be kind'. Sometimes, it's kinder to just walk away...no questions remaining. As always, ya made me think. Stop doing that...I really need to get some sleep!!! I |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
A very powerful and visual piece Serenity ... excellent! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Be merciful and grant me alms-- no, not gold, to weigh me down but? Touch the leper on the cheek just wipe away one single tear? before you walk away. Be sure, my love, to wash your hands... ........ I really like this... very powerful and expressive... regards, sudhir |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Serenity, How clever you are. "Be sure, my love, to wash your hands..." |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
hush---be still and listen to the silence screaming as my words fail impotent my life in plea for touch of knowing-- meet me in my eyes realize it's me-- this deformity hiding within gray veils praying to be seen in the joy of recognition of what used to be-- contained within the seed of tears for what can never be... futility. ======================================== No..touch the mirror ... hug the poet. this one aches from places deep baby. heart-hugs me twin Tell me we belong together |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
deep, deep heartache here, I would kiss the poet if I thought it would help. Hugs Keth Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
hiding within gray veils praying to be seen in the joy of recognition of what used to be-- Oh so very beautifully penned, Karen... ~ warm hugs to a wonderful poetess Lyra |
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Dulcinea Senior Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 774IN |
No one wants to touch a leper do they? Know that feeling well...well done! |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
What this poem is about is said very clearly in "gray veils." Sorry it had to be that way, Sen. :sad: But yr words still rock the Casbah. Said if I only could ... |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
ah yes. . . but, love doesn't see the skin. . . love sees the heart. . . this is why I love your work so much. . . ----------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I think Sven said it much better than I ever could Karen. Deeply touching. Enjoy life, this is NOT a dress rehearsal. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Deep, touching and so very you..... Very well done Karen.... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
popping in for a quick thank you! (before I pop "out" again...sigh) I will be back later for to show some proper gratitude. sigh...Love to all! |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
"tag" your it. I will be back but couldn't resist this |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Yes. Look back and see the pain behind the veil, you will not turn to salt by reviewing Love's betrayal. |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Serenity... Its not the body we reside in It's the single tear wiped by a true friend Very Touching... Paul |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
An aching, vivid, powerhouse of a write, sometimes you blow me away so much so that I wonder why I even bother to write, you humble my pen, I'm almost ashamed that I call myself creative, but, that's a very good thing, you ARE a poet, you provide the shock value, the anguish and the lessons with charisma, and a uniqueness unmatched by many. I'm keeping this~ Take care, Melissa~ "Poetry is not an opinion expressed... it is a song that rises from a bleeding wound...or a smiling mouth" ~Kahlil Gibran~ [This message has been edited by Honeybee (08-07-2002 12:16 AM).] |
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Bridget Shenachie Senior Member
since 2002-01-23
Posts 1056Kansas USA |
Hi Karen! This is such a jolting subject--that someone who was once loved is now treated as a pariah. Very well-written! Shenachie |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
sometimes I write something, and I'm just happy to feel understood. This was one of dem times. I hug you all to my leperous heart! THANK YOU. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Did ya think I forgot I said I was coming back? Harsh pains rolling in this one. These lines hit the hardest for me.... Be merciful and grant me alms-- no, not gold, to weigh me down but? Touch the leper on the cheek just wipe away one single tear? before you walk away. Be sure, my love, to wash your hands... You were heard in this one sweet poetess and understood I am sure by all who read. |
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