Open Poetry #32 |
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April's Lace |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Bare buds dance beneath the cold of snowflake touch Like lace to graze all farthest points drawn north But blue it is, covers from above, one promise on another That is heard with all rendering of soul and might Resplendent turns the song of sorrow into joy Treasure gathered and set free upon the bloom As yesterday’s rose must pale and fall faint in memory Yet the source, as love continues in its own insight To call the sun from opal depths to golden hallowed steps Guided down upon the wanting, showering illumined warmth Drizzled down in lingerie of muslin and wool Softly dressing satin over vibrant timid night Then I have purged away that doctrine of disbelief Just as I was born, standing there among the thorn Questioning the low cut frill and sheer placket of a season When right before me custom made the glee of light Copyright Kkh 4/27/04 |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
To call the sun from opal depths to golden hallowed steps Guided down upon the wanting, showering illumined warmth Drizzled down in lingerie of muslin and wool Softly dressing satin over vibrant timid night ~*~ No one does it quite like you. I love this... thank you! |
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Endlessecho Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 398I live within myself |
Much agreed. This was beautiful! And I can't even pick out a part to quote. It was all equally touching. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
incredible...always love you style |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
been away for awhile and this was a nice welcome back read, but, then again, always good to read an exquistite gem like this one...well done... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Yet the source, as love continues in its own insight To call the sun from opal depths to golden hallowed steps Guided down upon the wanting, showering illumined warmth Drizzled down in lingerie of muslin and wool Softly dressing satin over vibrant timid night Then I have purged away that doctrine of disbelief Just as I was born, standing there among the thorn Questioning the low cut frill and sheer placket of a season When right before me custom made the glee of light" TD -- your writing steals my breath sometimes! This was gorgeous! ![]() |
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