Open Poetry #26 |
Welcome Home for Summer |
gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
Here it begins.. ~~our first summer~~ tasted in years passed wasted time you regret our youth blind eye motionless to my light ~back then~ still here it begins fleetingly forgotten your're home, you're home in that moment like first contact i return to the glance accross school yard in lust i never thought I'd love you ~here i am~ in awe of us helpless in fear I know when i see you ceases stand-offish plans are strangled when i am in your arms welcome home. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is a beautiful poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
interesting homecoming..and like the line of standoffish plans being strangled.... I enjoyed...and find the piece intriguing in a way I had to stop and think about to understand..to understand why that is it appealed to me so... |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Oh wow...! Eric |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Gemma, my friend....this is another beautiful, work of art.......from a very talented artist. You are, you know....a very very talented writer. Thank you for sharing your work wuth us, Hugs Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Gemma, girl, I know how that is! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
God gemma - I love your mind . . . I know this - I do miss you much xxoo |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Ah what words, what words? Lovely? beautiful? Nothing quite suits a poem like this |
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