Open Poetry #32 |
Augmentation Of Thought |
ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
There is no one else that comes here To this depth of my feelings, not near Think it strange, or out of step The fleet of these times inept A casual diminish of truth and grace It’s honor guard of tear stained face I speak to you, with my whole heart open To bless the world in each whispered token No hidden motive, no sales pitch Nothing forbidden, no surface itch So much less have you been sold Yet I obsess that we are gold We do not own each other Nor should it be of one another There is no chain or tether There is no mark on me, not ever I am filled of you in light and in love That guides my life and all I’m of Copyright Kkh 4/30/04 |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
We do not own each other Nor should it be of one another There is no chain or tether There is no mark on me, not ever I am filled of you in light and in love That guides my life and all I’m of how it should be; if only the ball and chain didn't have to come with love you speak of a vision many of us wish for and create sometimes only in our poetry applause for this |
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CastleGuard Senior Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 760Alberta, Canada |
Love it. My style of a poem. Well done. CG |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very lovely Kathleen... I so much enjoyed this piece.. I especially love the last stanza. ~Warm hugs, Nancy~
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
pretty write |
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