Open Poetry #21 |
Truth |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Truth Ghosts of butterflies tenderly sway Swept on exscinds agendas play Gentle winds notorious lift Granting me a glorious gift. Phantoms dancing on times fine line Rhythms of rhymes that built me a shrine Transience of a circumstance, sort By the magic of happenstance brought And I am slated this fine day Held on elated wiles away Gliding the shafts of emerald green Where rafts of daffodils are seen. Daffodils of a youth’s desire Exposing ghosts of former prior. Touching tangibles long since gone Hearing once more eternity’s song. Only youth hears eternity Don’t you remember insanity? |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Seymour darling heart, without fail you track the changes in my soul, your words floating free to lay in my mind like a veil of gossamer light. Oh these words of yours are exquisite, really exceptional. YOU KNOW I LOVE IT UTTERY, but of course I do. That closing couplet is truly awesome, how do you manage to pin down these motes of pure wisdom? Well, I’m happy as long as you still do, but you realise that if you cease to provide my soul with the nourishment it so desperately needs, I shall fade away to a wraith. And you wouldn’t want that would you? As always your writing is divine Oh Sultan of the Poet’s Night. Wonderful utterly utterly wonderful Love and warm stuff As always Mushy Breathe through the heat of our desire |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Beautiful morning read Sy! Enjoyed so very much as always... ~Hugs~ *rushing here as the storms roll in* ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marsha, Dear utterly flutterly Butterfly. As long as I can write I'll not let you down. But I expect senelity to set in any time now. That you will have to forgive. Enchantress, Good morning dear I'll have to write something about the rain, because it is going to rain here too. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Ghosts of butterflies tenderly sway Swept on exscinds agendas play Gentle winds notorious lift Granting me a glorious gift. Phantoms dancing on times fine line Rhythms of rhymes that built me a shrine Transience of a circumstance, sort By the magic of happenstance brought And I am slated this fine day Held on elated wiles away Gliding the shafts of emerald green Where rafts of daffodils are seen. ===================================== Stinkylove, there are so many cool lines of imagery and rhyme divine in this... such a clever write of vocab and word play, of personification and inspiration. how cool are these lines: Swept on exscinds agendas play Gentle winds notorious lift Phantoms dancing on times fine line Rhythms of rhymes that built me a shrine Transience of a circumstance, sort very very cool Sy-babes!! and then there is the imagery of these lines: Gliding the shafts of emerald green Where rafts of daffodils are seen. in just two lines you flood the readers mind with infinite color & light. with just 12 words you paint a spectrum dreamscape full of rainbowed possibilites. Now how cool is that You do the rhyme...I'll build the shrine *winkiewinkie* |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Help! I am still in the tendrils of insanity...does that mean I shall be forever young? smiling here... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Dear Tink, Did you take a generous pill this morning, if you did it is working. Your comments are a gift of candy to me and I have eaten the whole box. I think I need some raspbery tea to wash it down. winkiewinkie Randy Stinky. Sunshine, Exactly |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh, Joy! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, You will always be young to me. |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Seymour darling heart senile? You? Never ever, your mind is as sharp as a tack. If there comes a time when the stars fade When the sun doesn’t shine and all is shade When the world stops still in time and space And there’s no one left of the human race If the air you breathe is full of pain and fear While all things familiar seem to disappear If all the truth you know becomes a lie And whatever you do you can only sigh If these things should all come to pass Then time will have run out at last But until then I need to read you still I need your words and I always will And it’s true I do, so darling boy if you see Father Time hobbling towards you with his sidekick Senility tell them to pass you by. Love and warm stuff As always Mushy Breathe through the heat of our desire |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marcha, Touche and thank you. |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Phantoms dancing on times fine line Rhythms of rhymes that built me a shrine I love your imagery here, Sy... I love the rest of the poem also, but I kept reading these lines over and over.... A beautiful poem ~ hugs of eternity Lyra |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Lyra, Well maybe but not as beautiful as you. |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sy Youth does hear eternity but youth is also foolish wise comes later when you can recognize the ingredients in the dish Sorry for poor attempt to say what I mean, but I really did like your poem! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
I remember insanity very well Sy. . . in fact, I'm still there. . . great work my friend. . . ---------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, Youth does feel invulnerable until they get older. Sven. Thank you my friend. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggsssssss) Oh Seymour, it is so sad but true, sweet friend, I only wish that those who have grown out of youth could always stop and appreciate the innocent beauty of the world, for if we did, the world would be a much more peaceful place and that is a white fact! (sigh) This is very well-stated, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Seymour, 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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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Noah, It is a sad truth, thank you for your reply. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh this is great. Simply perfect. The last stanza and final lines really blew me away. Sandra |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sandra, You are a sweetheart |
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