Open Poetry #32 |
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Picture Un-perfect |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa ![]() |
In a nearly antique gold picture frame chipped in one corner and hanging askew the face of a lady stares back at me from a beautiful background of stars. I can see wavy lines distorting the truth along the eyes, half over the lips, and extending across one exposed breast. I move closer in, hone in on the eyes, and surely I hear a voice whisper to me as if to plead make good and repair her picture un-perfect exposed to the world. Where to begin? Perhaps in the eyes I’d paint a smile, the lips maybe red vibrant and full, and her breast I’d cover with a handprint. Better but still she inclined to the side, the right I believe, as if she would fall the minute I breathed. I stopped my breath halfway in my chest and held it still between life and death till suddenly there crept under my skin a tingling sensation of living again. Now gone is the picture un-perfect with stars from the nearly antique golden frame but the access point of the chip is still there for when she is done thinking of love the way I’m inclined to do, to the right I believe, until it is me staring out from a background of stars. If you too have a frame hanging askew only seen in the light of insight you must have stared one night in your sleep at the unblinking eyes of your soul! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen "If you too have a frame hanging askew only seen in the light of insight you must have stared one night in your sleep at the unblinking eyes of your soul!" Understanding this, Helen...Have seen mine, yes, but she is more beautiful then I realized. ![]() |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hi, Martie - perhaps we grow into beauty as we incorporate into ourselves that which was into that which is. The process I believe will continue ... until the picture is perfect - absolutely perfect. I know I have a long way still to go. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
each verse, each line, gives something to the poem to make it what it is, so I can't pick a favorite.... good write *sigh* |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
A poem par-excellence! ~ and I enjoyed your insightful reply to Martie! Yeppers! We're all works in progress! ![]() ![]() EA |
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Magnus![]() ![]()
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This poem is a gem. One that should continually be coveted and polished. Such a joy to read. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
I enjoyed the thoughtfulness of this and the ideas it posed for consideration. ![]() Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you all so very much for reading and for the kind comments. I'm somewhat surprised but pleasantly so. Thanks! |
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