Open Poetry #33 |
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Alicia Member
since 2002-03-22
Posts 279 |
and it is midweek: i scream about the tendencies of wood and bone you tear reason into small splinters something sharp enough and we are short heaps now constant only in our minds. sometimes we walk or wilt sometimes north and as we trace the explanations slowly as we collect ourselves inside of them we begin to understand the miles or measured space between what is right and healthy and what is wanted. and, as we are not yet what is beautiful as we are not the dancers daring – we wait or hush our conclusions into pin-tucked packages and agree always to hope. (then) we speak of boxes: (this is inevitable) i sit next to you in the heat of late july and decide finally that we are merely bones, sewn dry and collecting something small enough to bury. and you wade, knee high, satisfied for the most part though i see you lean or ache and know that there is trouble. you, gentle hands begin to thread my heart with fear begin to wonder if we will experience loneliness and i can taste the sadness, your empty, hollow mouth and slap it impossible. i explain (and try to believe) in small, simple sentences – again that measured space and its necessity, that balance created. and we are small. our voices hang in low swings from the branches but only for short afternoons or sick and storming moments. so, when we place each other into our damp, dark circles into the soil cage that is this earth – we must let go. we are bones. our minds bend and bend but never remain. (though) for now, the tomorrows that do come that soft slide of another dawn - morning creeping underneath my head, silently through the heaviness of my hair manages to settle me. pieces arranged on the lawn pieces attempting to root, pieces hungry (not with that naïve nod that suggests that i am dreaming) not with the idea that we will stay, forever but with the hope in slivers that we agreed upon. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
May this be so then. My god/dess woman you've been missed. I need to read you daily, yanno that? such beauty in a shrug. I feel totally witless after reading you, as well I should. as well I should. <--this is awe. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Alicia Your poetry is so edgy and honest...I can read it and nod my head, but I can't tell you I understand, I just know that I do. Good to see you! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I have really, really missed reading you, Alicia. You always pull from deep within, allowing the reader just enough of a glimpse to hope for more. "and you wade, knee high, satisfied for the most part though i see you lean or ache and know that there is trouble." yep, this is what I'm talking about |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Alicia! Welcome home! We've missed you - I don't know the reason for the haitus, but please...stay awhile, and share some more! Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh my god....it's so good to see you here Alicia, please tell me you are staying. I've missed you. Maree The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
i scream about the tendencies of wood and bone you tear reason into small splinters something sharp enough and we are short heaps now constant only in our minds. sometimes we walk or wilt sometimes north and as we trace the explanations slowly as we collect ourselves inside of them we begin to understand the miles or measured space between what is right and healthy and what is wanted. ======================= OH MAN...I cant even get past my awe and admire of the first two verses to move on to the rest of the write... so powerful...so deeply personal...such awesomely written personifications.... as we trace the explanations slowly as we collect ourselves inside of them we begin to understand the miles or measured space between what is right and healthy and what is wanted. WOW..... what that part truly speaks of.... WOW............. thats an IWISHIHADWROTETHAT kinda verse. but then so few write with the unique honest raw beauty that you do... HEY A-girlie...whats up??!!!!!! Can a moth get in line to say you been missed round here. I would love to live as a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
That is quite the come-back poem! ~ Perhaps a bit heavy for my comfort level, but one hellova fine write!!! I do appreciate your talent!!! EA |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Alicia~ Stunning~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
missed you... will be back |
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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
I do not believe that I know you, but these words are familiar, still. If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Please say you're staying awhile, not that I've tired of going into your archives, it's just so nice to read your words again. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
What a truly incredible gift you have. It was sheer pleasure reading your work. |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
there are emotions that good poetry like this evoke in me that make me wanna swing back. hit hard. its inspiration. thanks for that. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Wow, I think this is the first time I have read one of yours. Tremendous skill and great poem much enjoyed by me. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
very nice to read you again... there is always a quality in your offerings here that few achieve... you certainly are and have been one of my favorites... so I hope to see more. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
What a pleasure to read you again! You have been missed! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~ Those who complain the sun has gone out of their world |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
This is truly a remarkable piece of writing. I am tucking it away in my library to read over and over again. hugs, Chris "At one glance |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Alacia: This is absolutely beautiful! Stunning write. JL |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Ever read a book and are left thinking.. "I am never going to read anything that good again, hell no one will ever write anything that good again." That is the feeling I was left with after reading this.. This is beyond impressive... "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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C? Member
since 2001-12-29
Posts 190 |
there are certain poems that I see now and then that strike me. "i sit next to you in the heat of late july and decide finally that we are merely bones, sewn dry and collecting something small enough to bury." This is one of them |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
From the first line I read I could feel you. There is elegance to your articulation that prevails over damp,dark circles Alicia. No earthly idea why I haven't been exposed to you before, but, um, glad isn't exactly the appropriate word here. I feel both exhilarated to read you and am as equally moved by the sensibility of the subject. quote: This is too, too disheartening to describe. It is the best of poetry but severely intense. I ache and fear the trouble. |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
Well I guess you can add me to the list of welcomers! So good to read you again, stunning as always. Take care! "A spring shower was cause to run |
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Alicia Member
since 2002-03-22
Posts 279 |
~wow,...thank you all for visiting my words (which is all they really are), it feels nice to have been read, i'm not sure what prompted me to share but i did and your reactions just shock and amaze me, and gosh, i'm not just saying that,...these things are just such small collections of words/thoughts and feelings, something i must write but nothing that i find worthy of such replies. *i just had an amazing week/weekend (busy, but amazing) and so, apologize for time taken getting back to this. i appreciate your reading,...i am reading too. ~a. |
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Robert Joseph Member
since 2000-10-07
Posts 491South Carolina |
The title seems to grasp, even a further calling of the essence of each line. Intriguing and commendable work. Robert Joseph |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
"we are short heaps now constant only in our minds" This caught me the first time and somehow stuck with me. Your words invariably do that. I could spend an hour on every poem you write and still be pointing out new images/feelings/etc. Sadly, I rarely have that kind of time these days and often forego responding because I simply do not want to put a trite "well done" as a pip for what kind of mark your words make on me. So please understand that while I don't often reply, I always read and, so far at least, lol, I always appreciate. C |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
ps - love your website |
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