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The Crimson Edge
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The Crimson Edge |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
On my beaches weep the tears of timeless destiny Liquid jewels unsettled and sent free fall finally Wearing natures footprints on the contours of the spill Seemingly applauding as the tidal waters fill My eyes assume the pouring of this overwhelmed estate The earth collects in swells of soundless flow that will not sate All mysteries washed silver in the liberated drain To water where it reaches all of life to drink the rain The sky is blushed a ruby red in sympathetic stir And all pent up emotion renders sprinkled hope for sure Where I continue standing seems a shaky precipice Yet all the beauty culminates in times as true as this So very many aspects of the facets of the flow For certain without sorrow never happiness to know And if I must succumb to what is settled on the edge Then certainly I've lived a life spent fully free by pledge Copyright Kkh 11/21/03 |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
ThisDiamond, A delightful read. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The sky is blushed a ruby red in sympathetic stir And all pent up emotion renders sprinkled hope for sure Where I continue standing seems a shaky precipice Yet all the beauty culminates in times as true as this ~*~ I suppose if I continue reading metered poetry such as this, it may rub off on me. [Nah, that will never happen...  ] So I will just read for my pleasure...  |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
I borrowed a few lines...thought I might add a few... Smile You! My eyes assume the pouring of this overwhelmed estate The earth collects in swells of soundless flow that will not sate All mysteries washed silver in the liberated drain To water where it reaches all of life to drink the rain And out of dismal darkness to the waters flowing free upon the mighty oceans, and the greyish granite scree Where once a lovely maiden stood in hopes of evermore upon the mighty oceans sands before the ocean’s floor. A silken dress of finest cloth, on shoulders creamy white in search of he who once had been her savior and her knight Upon the mighty oceans, questing life, liberty A maiden stands in silken tress, a beauty he must see. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kathleen~ This is sheer beauty ...~ And Magnus ... wow what a complimentary inspirational add-on~ BEAUTIFUL ~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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jaicie114 Senior Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 750On the edge of forever |
This is very beautiful, ThisDiamond. Thank you for sharing it with us. Love and Light...jc This I know as Truth...we are all Beings of Light. |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
much enjoyed the poem and its imagery  |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
The earth collects in swells of soundless flow that will not sate All mysteries washed silver in the liberated drain To water where it reaches all of life to drink the rain oh the places you'll go....... cant help but think of dr. seuss right now....with your too creative vision of the little seen until brought into light |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
The imagery is amazing. I enjoyed reading this. |
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