Open Poetry #21 |
- Misery Made Beautiful - |
Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
The new piptalk member name reminded me of paper dolls for some reason Misery Made Beautiful I am fragile fantasy of fabric flesh awaiting existence, sketched and designed by hands open palmed in finger weave; of godly tips that yield the power for creation of something more where scissored blade can wield freedom to soften the edges, and hue the paper dimples or slice me in half, blank breath Oh, reverance, give me life, dress me up to kiss glue-mouth eyes and, you will feel my liquid dreams pour out, drizzled slow from sheet milled soul to possibilities beyond imagination Yes, if you listen ever carefully of ear pressed to my flat-rolled heart I will sing for you and dance recycled symmetry in a chorus line of traced, white-laced replicas of misery made beautiful But, I am mime, restless thin-skinned, colourless, still, a fragment of memory... and, everybody knows that paper dolls can’t talk By Melissa P. Monette [This message has been edited by Honeybee (08-11-2002 12:52 AM).] |
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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
Your paper doll spoke volumes. Made me think of that time so long ago when paper dolls shared my time. Thanks |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent Melissa! Your writing has taken on a whole new look. ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Melissa everything you write, wether it be the romantic poetry that I love so very much, or this free expression you have written here, is so very beautiful. Thank you for this beauty! somebody tell me, please help me.... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I am fragile fantasy of fabric flesh awaiting existence, sketched and designed by hands open palmed in finger weave; of godly tips that yield the power for creation of something more where scissored blade can wield freedom to soften the edges, and hue the paper dimples or slice me in half, blank breath Oh, reverance, give me life, dress me up to kiss glue-mouth eyes and, you will feel my liquid dreams pour out, drizzled slow from sheet milled soul to possibilities beyond imagination ============================ Melis..ya take the metaphor and theme and work it to poetic perfection with your vivid imagery and mix of verbiage, phrasing, alliterations and analogy. And as always..your emotions with an edge are expressed with your angsty depth. Well done poetess Mellybee If all the tear drops went to heaven |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Melissa This was a wonderful poem! JM said it just right(she always does)...so I will just say ditto. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It's so easy to ditto Martie dittoing JM who is ALWAYS saying just the right thing... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Melissa, You are a delight and this is a delight to reead. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"But, I am mime, restless thin-skinned, colourless, still, a fragment of memory... and, everybody knows that paper dolls can’t talk" BRAVO!!! Oh Melissa, this is wonderful, sweet friend, your writing continues to soar as always and I know as long as you follow your heart anything can come true, even paper dolls talking in your dreams! (sigh) This is excellent, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Melissa, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Lovely, Melissa Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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