Open Poetry #30 |
Backwards Woodwalking. |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Evening has drawn it's self portrait upon the sky. I couldn't recognize your hair reflecting the pale moonlight.. I hear your words backwards. Tonight I tied the laces tighter than usual.. But circulation is not neccesary when the earth is frozen and in mid-shiver. I hear it's teeth chatter. I hear your voice, still..the words that should've never been spoken.. We will never forget how close we've gotten to the edge of the world..the end. I run my fingers through thick strands, trace them along the braids of time, and I wonder is this you? You, who dries the tears I cried years ago.. Dressing up the memories I long to forget.. In better chilled winds I halt my step.. Your footprints no longer follow me, so shall I weep? I hear your words backwards... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Meghan, the first impression I got I hear your words backwards and the bit about tying the laces tight, gave me the image of iceskaters... a very pleasing visual. Merry Christmas! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
No, you should not or never weep, but rejoice for knowing and being able to resound on the voice of this love...for in this awareness you were and are still and forever be blessed, changing your life forever for the good. This was something very sacred that only you knew, and perhaps not even him...but it became you...in many ways...and shines a new concept in your heart, a new knowlege forever complimenting you to a different plain in life...walk forward in great awareness of this endowment upon your soul. Wonderfully written...and a great sculpture of what will be from now and forever more. I very much enjoyed. Thank you for writing and sharing. |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Wow...!!!! Eric |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
excellent writing, much enjoyed. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
But circulation is not neccesary when the earth is frozen and in mid-shiver. Yup... I've missed you! Maree fate is not just whose cooking smells good but which way the wind blows (Ani DiFranco) [This message has been edited by Dark Angel (12-19-2003 04:19 PM).] |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
beautiful, sad, just beautiful and sad joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
funny how some people can talk backwards, ain't it? |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Meghan~ The tender poignancy of this piece is not lost on all of us~ A stirring write dear poetess~ Happy New Year's wishes to you and yours~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Yes...this one to. "if you won't let me fall for you |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Meghan, I've been missing you, sweet lady. Hope all is well with you and yours. Hugs, Ethel |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
i see the frozen trees in the iced pond missing their leaves here |
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Terrina Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 166California |
I look forward to reading more of your stuff. thank you so much for sharing. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Sun - About the ice skates... dead on. |
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