Dark Poetry #4 |
Playing in the Snow When I Was Eight |
littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Split like snowflakes drifting, I stumble. As I try to carry this body, myself which has grown so heavy, so heavy . . . already. I feel as if I just want to lie down in the warmth of Her cocoon. Just for a spell please, to rest. It is so warm here in Her arms. So easy to close my eyes, only for a moment or two. I have a lifetime yet. Before I am called to supper . . . |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
YES~! Beautiful! And I even understand the supper part. God, it gets in my way sometimes...Loved this, lw! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Lovely littlewing, so beautiful. I like how there is always a line in italics, it adds.....something. Hollow. Nice signature Purity. I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. - Gary Jules, Mad World. |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
There is so much being said here Yet done such that it could easily be hidden behind that split snowflake. You have a wonderful way with words & I enjoyed this very, very much. "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm |
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EveGnosis Member
since 2002-02-21
Posts 300New York, USA |
"i have a lifetime yet" i wandered... do i have a lifetime yet to do or see? do i have a lifetime, yet... made me think, and like hollow_emptiness, i love how you use itallics to deviate from form. i'll always need a friend, one i can defend. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
I loved this piece! It could easily be applied at 80 as well as 8. coyote 8) |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Thank you everyone for always reading. Nowhere? You nailed it . . . *smile* |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
"As I try to carry this body, myself which has grown so heavy, so heavy . . . already." i loved this part, i loved this whole poem, adding this one for sure Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
At times, the only real vacation spot in the World, is the past. Good memories, the one's worth more than conscious desires themselves. Like little angel's of love, undefeatable, indestructable and with you forever. Nice pen lw. wayne If nothing is something |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
This is like a fine Reisling... It gets better with age! (Finding myself wanting to see the snowflake splits again tonight) Littlewing, I love you for this! "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm |
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Brian James Member
since 2005-06-26
Posts 147Winnipeg |
Suzie, you've written some really amazing poetry while I was away. Not to say you weren't always good, but this is just way better than the stuff I remember from you, much more mature. You've really developed a great writing style. I am in love with the title of this poem, which is the reason I chose to read it in the first place, and I wasn't disappointed! The way you make the child seem so spiritual and weighted down by her own body, and dwelling in immortality (a lifetime before supper), really blows me away. This is gorgeous poetry. "To me, the thing that art does for life is to clean it, to strip it to form." ~Robert Frost [This message has been edited by Brian James (05-30-2007 09:15 PM).] |
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dwgpoet Member
since 2007-03-05
Posts 122FL, USA |
You are so eloquent, I often flee from violent or grossly descriptive dark poetry. You are so eloquent, that I have no fear of rest. reminds me that they say that we are, "born a hound (part 2)" |
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