Open Poetry #22 |
The lilies meet red dusk |
Streen Member
since 2001-11-28
Posts 169 |
The lilies meet red dusk at day's end and all the petals crease, chilledpinched by silver-moon clouds.(which never thought they'd get so highso quick) The frosty stars set in, breathing whispery days coined and spent. Pollen seeps by crack, but ne'r touches ground, (where it would grow at dawn) it freezes white to purple. Some winters come too soon, some dusks too red. Sometimes the petals crease too quick. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like this a lot Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Streen, the writing in this is sogood that I am sure what I could perceiveas errors are intentional... which adds to the drama of this piece... well done! |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Oh yes.. The winters do come too soon and the petals do crease too quick... This is a magnificant piece, Streen... Thanks for sharing it with us... ~ hugs from an old chipmunk Lyra |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Oh my gosh, I love the imagery of this, you paint such gorgeous flowers with your words and have them sprouting with life! This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Derek, 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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