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Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

0 posted 2002-09-03 05:29 PM

Ariendiel summons me.
The trees welcome me home in rapture
under a canopy, green overhead,
that heralds my return
Ariendiel summons me home
and ushers me into the presence
of my kin

I am the lost one
who went into the world to learn truth,
sundered for years I wandered,
lost and alone
a vagabond without home,
a whistler to the air
and to the woods that would hear my song

Lost and alone I travelled,
learning my truth, as a bard
in a world without music
wandering the world as I would
yet always sullied by the darkness
and the knowledge I was a stranger
in a foreign land
always yearning yet
never learning, the truth
I had set out to find
doing my small part
in mending the ways of darkness
now Ariendiel summons me

my legs hurry along the pathways
known since the beginning of time
and my feet have wings
no more will I linger to soothe the birds
no more will my search
carry me to the dark places
where the shadows of my nightmares dwell
no more will I be lost and alone
the shadow grows in threat
and the land sickens
in the wake of my passing
Yet Ariendiel summons me

I fly to her side,
willing myself to overcome
the adversity
the danger of the outcast
to forego the pleasure of my craft
to set aside my search for truth
in a world grown too dark to see
and left lost and alone
mayhap it is too late for the world
for Ariendiel summons me

adversity bars my path
I fall broken and bleeding
as the trees, borne to the world of darkness
and who were my friends
clutch at me in desperation
that I will leave them
yet Ariendiel calls me - I must continue

Struggling, lost and alone
I come to the city.
The trees welcome me home in rapture
under a canopy, green overhead,
that heralds my return

Ariendiel enfolds me as
the shadow of the world grows dim
the kin take wing and depart

No more shall the lands called earth be healed
for Ariendiel summoned me
and I have gone home.

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

1 posted 2002-09-03 05:31 PM

Kethry,
I love the object of this search, and the words framed therein.

Still searchin',
Mike

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

2 posted 2002-09-03 07:07 PM

there aren't many who can write in length and still have my attention Lynne...
hugs
M

Marsha

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-10

Posts 7423
Maidstone Kent England

3 posted 2002-09-03 09:06 PM

Keth darling sister of my heart and healer of my soul’s sorrows you know what I’m going to say don’t you? That this is almost elvish in its style, I can imagine this in a book by Tolkien. Truly exquisite darling heart and I love it utterly utterly. You know when you write I can hear angels sighing with wonder, and the air stills to pay awed respect to your pen.

Of course I love it how could I not, it is simply perfect. Loud applause coming to you from me, wonderful writing, perfect presentation. If I were a newbie and had just read you I would know I had entered a site that boasted superior quality writers. Utterly utterly splendiferous

Love and warm stuff
As always
Mushy

Breathe through the heat of our desire
Thy coolness and they balm
Let sense be dumb let flesh retire
Speak through the earthquake wind and fire

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

4 posted 2002-09-03 09:48 PM

This is beautiful, Keth...
and I agree with Marsha, it almost sounds like Tolkien...
but much prettier

~ hugs from the little faeries and chipmunks

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

Marsha

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-10

Posts 7423
Maidstone Kent England

5 posted 2002-09-04 07:47 PM

Keth darling sister of my heart and singer of my heart’s song still wonderful what is it doing so far down the page.

Well Bev d’Bump couldn’t get here she sent me so Bumpity bump up you go

Love and warm stuff
As always
Mushy

Breathe through the heat of our desire
Thy coolness and they balm
Let sense be dumb let flesh retire
Speak through the earthquake wind and fire

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

6 posted 2002-09-04 07:55 PM

(big hugggsssssss) Oh kethry, this is so beautifully bittersweet, sweet friend, this reminded me so much of Ferngully and the yearning to save this special paradise from the pollution of the outside! (sigh) This is remarkable, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Kethry, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

7 posted 2002-09-04 08:24 PM

Kethry~
Be very proud of this write~
It is stunning ... and will stand the sands of time~

Truly wonderful gal~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

Krissy
Senior Member

since 2002-02-22

Posts 556
kent England

8 posted 2002-09-06 06:10 PM

Auntie Kethp my favourite aunt of heart and my soul's delight, who gathers the song of the morning and sprinkling it with rainbow's light serves it to me dressed in such an elegant style

The write of sigh within the thought
The flow of touch that love had bought
Within the line that's written here
There is no night that I do fear
The thought it glows within hope's light
Illumes the mind and clears the sight
Releases truth to flutter free
Which once released, flies to me
And I am cleansed by such a gift
The words you write inspire and lift
The flow of love that touches me
Writes my sigh and sets me free
       This touch of truth your written sigh
       The touch of such I feel it's nigh

Wonderful beautiful writing beloved heart you know I love it utterly utterly

Love and warm stuff
As always
krissy

And while thy willing soul transpiers
at every pore with instant fires
Andrew Marvell 1621-1678

[This message has been edited by Krissy (09-06-2002 10:26 PM).]

Marsha

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-10

Posts 7423
Maidstone Kent England

9 posted 2002-09-06 06:39 PM

Keth beloved heart and soul’s delight there you see that she’s even stealing my poetic replies now, is nothing sacred? I’ll forgive her since she’s writing them to you and you know it’s a case of what is mine is hers, besides it is also yours. And since she is giving it to you it doesn’t matter. Its amazing what I leave behind when I’m over there isn’t it.

I still love this and so back it goes to the top again

Under two weeks
Love and warm stuff
As always
Slushy

Breathe through the heat of our desire
Thy coolness and they balm
Let sense be dumb let flesh retire
Speak through the earthquake wind and fire

Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

10 posted 2002-09-10 05:07 PM

Oh, wow! This is flawless. This is beautiful. I've never seen it done better.

Nan(Pilgrim variety)

Aimster
Member Elite

since 2000-02-19

Posts 4297
Charlotte, NC

11 posted 2002-09-11 06:37 PM

keth,

this is truly beautiful...few write with
your vivid imagery and heartfelt words.
marsha has said it all--so i will just
say this is the loveliest of writes. i
sit in awe.
take care.
amy

"if irish eyes are smiling...they are probably up to something" :)

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