Open Poetry #31 |
All Cats Are Gray |
ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Feet called hands, Walk slow around The path of numbered circles, Cease your hurried tread Rest long on numerals of night, When bells toll dozen in the hall And two lay naked on An ancient marriage bed. . Before the dawn, Nights pitch hides flaws in form From eyes of aging queen and knight. In dark the two remain Beneath the vex of passion, Breathing breaths of Gwenivere And Lancelot..still the thunder Shakes the vague old shadows, Thought repleat, but glowing In the rise of youthful heat. . In candle light is seen the smile of Eros, Whose knowing grin transcends the dark And dulls the aging ladies fright; Who hides all flesh with binds of cloth And paint, like ribboned letters wrapped To hide their reading from all eyes In broad daylight. . But his touch is young, her skin still sweet His muscles worn, but his heart still beats More rapid by the urge of passion.. "Fret not, my dear"...his words ring clear "You remain still beautiful to me, And in the dark I pray I'm still the lover that I used to be... . ("*in the dark all cats are gray") *quote-Ben Franklin |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
ice, An excellent write, enjoyed. |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
In the dark if you look at your hands they are the color of smooth shadows of delicate black with touches of your own coloring. Mine our pale shades of cream intermingling with shades of black. Interesting. Good poem. Bon-Bon |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
This is a VERY touching and tender write....very nice. ~K~ |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
ice The tenderness of this poem was just the thing I needed to start my day right. Very beautifully done! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very soft and touching |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Beautiful Ford. A very sweet and beautifully written. :-) |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Soothing... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
a tender write, a loving passionate look at the inevitable aging process, one that doesn't need to stop the youthful flow of dreams, nor of passion's screams |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
But his touch is young, her skin still sweet His muscles worn, but his heart still beats More rapid by the urge of passion.. "Fret not, my dear"...his words ring clear "You remain still beautiful to me, And in the dark I pray I'm still the lover that I used to be... ~*~ methinks, you are. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Seymour Thank you, glad you enjoyed.. * BonnieJ What a soft and pleasing reply, a poem in its self...Thank you * Kahlil Thank you, it is about the joy of touching and lasting tenderness.. which is "very nice" * Martie Glad it made your day start off right... Thank you * Dixie The idea of this poem was just that, I am happy that the theme came through....thank you. * Froggy Thank you, miss you in chat..... * Grover Oh, another soft word to describe the feelings I tried to put into words, Thank you... * Midnightsun Your comment is exactly right, we need not stop the flow of dreams or passion screams...Well maybe space them a little further apart as time goes by....lol Thank you * Karilea I guess I am in pretty good shape for the shape that I'm in...lol Thank you for reading and commenting..... * |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
And to all the above comments I add, a rose is a rose, and this is a rose of a poem. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
glad this came back up today |
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