Open Poetry #29 |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
~*~ If the scattering of colored leaves could speak Falling all about me, through the sunblind seek About the air on wings from up above the atmosphere Sprinkled from your hands, falling down around me here Lifting up my chin with such a slight of hand Just above my shoulder, often there to softly land Whispering in long consideration echoing the fall migration Soft about my smile, refreshing calm amid the arbitration Lifting up my heart again to capable as never been Falling into you, the spin of win within, around me then Warm that draws me in my sleep to contours free and fair Guiding every curve about me soft against you laying there Lifting me to heights of dreams that have awaited stars Shouldering the certainty lipped luscious, Venus to her Mars Bringing me to chaos that your voice so gently folds Scattering my colors in reverse of gravity, finding love that holds Copyright Kkh 9/26/03 |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh this was lovely! I adore Fall and how it inspires the poets best works. Carpe' Diem |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
love the ending especially... Scattering my colors in reverse of gravity, finding love that holds wouldn't that be loverly... M |
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angelblueyes Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2148Oklahoma |
I love everything about this.Even though Fall isn't my favorite season I still enjoy and you've just shown me why. Crystal |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
very nicely done.. softly sensual..and tender... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kathleen~ EVERYTHING about this piece is 'lipped luscious'~ Your gentle thoughts are mesmerizing~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
TD...I'm running out of words to tell you how good a poet you are...each poem is filled up with beautiful, and this one is no exceptiong. |
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