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redheart angrybraids
Member

since 2000-04-16

Posts 410
honolulu, hawaii

0 posted 2002-11-17 03:04 AM

I will always listen
to cusps of words
sread over feathers
tucked tightly.

My wooden eyes
peered threw tree holes,
and danced with reeds, black and green.,
with thier friends,
Silently,
tongue finally opened
into the crack of morning,,,.
before the sun is shinning.
Threw all the night
I sat
and waited
for the earth to turn,
and portray what I have been feeling.

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

1 posted 2002-11-17 03:10 AM

Give 'em all to me!

It's like a party...

I'm spinning in circles and your words read like the laughter of faeries...

I think I'm giddy now.

ethome
Member Patricius

since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

2 posted 2002-11-17 06:21 AM

OOOH this is so very pretty with images!

garysgirl

Member Laureate

since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

3 posted 2002-11-17 09:09 AM

Amelia, I don't think I've seen you here in the last couple of months I've been here. I'm glad that you posted this poem, though. It's delightful. I hope to see more of your poetry.
Thanks for sharing with us.

"Love makes the world go around"
~~with love and hugs from Ethel~~

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

4 posted 2002-11-17 09:09 AM

Amelia...This is wonderful!!
So great to see you here again!
~Hugs sweetie~

~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before~

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

5 posted 2002-11-17 10:42 AM

I just love your writing, your imaging, your way of stringing words together. Every line is captivating. The feel of this is amazing.

I have taken the liberty of correcting the spelling of your homonyms:

I will always listen
                        to cusps of words
                        sread over feathers
                        tucked tightly.

                        My wooden eyes
                        peered through tree holes,
                        and danced with reeds, black and green,
                        with their friends,
                        Silently,
                        tongue finally opened
                        into the crack of morning...
                        before the sun is shinning.
                        Through all the night
                        I sat
                        and waited
                        for the earth to turn,
                        and portray what I have been feeling.

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

6 posted 2002-11-17 10:47 AM

Excellent!!!
ThisDiamond

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

7 posted 2002-11-17 12:59 PM

I have spent many evenings like this. Your words are beautiful.

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

8 posted 2002-11-17 01:10 PM

Delightful! I feel like dancing with the faerie folk through the forest until the dawn of a new day!

Earth Angel

Madame Chipmunk
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-05

Posts 8296
Michigan

9 posted 2002-11-17 06:38 PM

I will always listen
to cusps of words
spread over feathers
tucked tightly

Very delicious imagery, Amelia

~ chipmunk hugs from Michigan

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks

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