Open Poetry #29 |
Love Profaned |
Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Thy presence does blaspheme this sacred place Where holy vows once whispered Under cool autumn skies Memory now naked profane By blood of heartache Shed in the lustful hours Wringing guilty hands. Those pretty blues that once Sent heart into joyous song Now only disgust Colors my countenance Swearing if I only recount The good times Handmade mystic fairytale Signed by Venus's hand in rays of golden dawn then love's fires rekindled Memory now so marred What was heaven No so shallow still Praying to gods great and small Blot your image from my soul For now I just stand here Under cool Autumn skies Wanting only to hate you Finding only love Falling to my knees I cry. |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Sad yet beautiful..... Take Care, Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
thank you |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Brad, what a perfectly written description of love's hopes, losses, and despair. The ending delivers the core of it: "For now I just stand here Under cool Autumn skies Wanting only to hate you Finding only love Falling to my knees I cry." ~K~ |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
I think this deserves some attention..... ~K~ |
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wandering glider Senior Member
since 2001-04-04
Posts 501aloft |
Drawn by the title, and it fits. |
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lil' Angel Member
since 2003-11-14
Posts 116 |
It's a beautiful Poem. |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
thank you |
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