Open Poetry #26 |
A Gala |
j-oh-E Member
since 2003-05-01
Posts 59Texas, USA |
Breathe her in. She's a breathless flower And she speaks in silent sway. Her eyes will puncture truth with sadness; With crimson on a scented blade. Where fields and ripe bodies Spill their blood On shaking strands of light and dust I take her fragrance, Hold it then, With a hint of death And fragile lust. I give no love, To the heart this flower stains And fear the eyes her color holds Where frailty remains. Then, You say I lack the eyes To tell beauty With its twisted tongues and thorns. But nature's dying breath Turns to blue From the illness In this sea of tears I've left. |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
I sit here speachless. I don't know why no one has commented on this. This is powerful, to say the least. I will look for more of your work. Thank you, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Her eyes will puncture truth with sadness; With crimson on a scented blade. ******** With lines such as this, I'm sure I'll return to read read again. WELCOME! |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Beautiful, powerful written. Charisma |
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j-oh-E Member
since 2003-05-01
Posts 59Texas, USA |
Thank you. I will always try to post some reply in some or another. This is a poem about the most beautiful painting I have ever seen. I just had to write about it. Thanks for replying. I agree with you "Regards". I really would like people to look me up. I feel I have a lot to say. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
great write It matters not how you answer, It matters only that i hear you. |
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