Open Poetry #29 |
Virginia |
IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
Imagined. reach my midnight angel heaven is in your hands star-stained eyes color of the waxing moon Believed. quiet now, beloved keep your aroma near me like a thousand celestial promises oh my soul sing for this lover bestirring salt from the ocean woven in my hair (Don't speak, fair Muse) poetess distilled by her own writings she lulls passersby with her intoxicated expression finding companionship in jasmine tea leaves spreading twixt papers dreams unencumbered, gently disfigured visions to dance. lingering and seeking something out of her coffeehouse door huddled in dark corners where the moonlight slants through pale, even shades of transparency she is haunted and beautiful striking points of perfection on a flushed face eyes pierce mahogany stares through her unknowing victims thoughtless inspirations hurrying by on aching feet hassled by the heightening eve each thread of their mortality holds a secret she knows.. everything about you. hushing the sounds of a reverie taking shape silenced pens peaceless preoccupations within a world fashioned through souls Wrinkled. sweet Virginia, watcher of a graceless society oh- Torn. Hastened scrawling. your calling is in the twilight air crisply undiluted by ebony delight whilst night steals all its glory shamelessly 'fore morning can whisk it away so sigh, contented writer there will be other times to bottle the ecstasy of life Folded. she is everything she'll ever want, since these words are all she needs. For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.--"Romeo and Juliet" [This message has been edited by IndigoEve (09-21-2003 09:01 PM).] |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
she is everything she'll ever want, since these words are all she needs. enjoyed these lines,, very good write n read,,,
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Awwwwwwwww, I love the narrative feel to this, sweet friend, this could almost be a scene in a Hollywood drama with someone cherishing the nostalgia through handwritten gold! (big hugggssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth |
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JilGirl Member
since 2003-05-24
Posts 364Washington |
Delightfully refreshing read! A most creative, narrative write! Looking forward to reading more! Blessings! Shirl 'Tiz feathers that make the bird - |
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angelblueyes Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2148Oklahoma |
This was a very good write.It pulled me in and for some reason at the same time reminded me of the song Mett Virginia.Nicely done. Crystal |
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