Open Poetry #30 |
Acceptance Is A Ladder |
RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
I sleep like the thieves who bookend martyred Christ in Mantegna’s, Veronese’s Calvary’s, scantily clad, arms bent overhead, leg drawn a step toward fetal rarely dreaming and then seldom of love But darkness is never sightless where even one shadow exists In fugitive reflections draws close my alabaster lover I, always supplicant and she, faceless like the pixelized, unconsenting on Cops Never headless as unearthed statuary, Winged Victory I take warmth now from a fire which I’d thought only gas, envy the blue crab drowned in the sky, its oars silenced, pincer's anchors to our Mother Earth |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
sir...you ARE a poet...h |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Your use of BC, AD, and non-art forms certainly put strength into this piece and I enjoyed the analogies a great deal. I tried to assess this piece of poetry but could not help feel an acute sadness washing over it or a type of emptiness in the heart of it. However, these two lines showed such a hopeful side. quote: Look how long that art has withstood the test of time, absolutely incredible. It is good reading you again, my brain was getting far too lazy Take care. [This message has been edited by Mysteria (11-25-2003 01:49 AM).] |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Awesome. "At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet." |
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Varuch Elohim Junior Member
since 2003-11-10
Posts 41Italy |
This is great work. Enjoyed Varuch Elohim |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Richard, the word solemnity somehow fits this piece. So good to read you again. |
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