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This The Scry of August Eyes
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This The Scry of August Eyes |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
It is said by some that each fog in August is portend of a snow to come in winter and I wondered as I drove across wet slick miles this morn if they would come to be deep and white with a silence so heavy across the scars we leave that our ears would strain to hear some faint promise of August clouds scraping tops of trees trying to remember how it sounded to be warm as the sun played across bare arms in devilish taunt of burn. Wisps of this mystery that is mist Drift in their own nonchalance across my vision With a laughter at this the human mind My own fog slowly clearing from caffeine It is not lost on me that in the end We all wish to wear the skin of someone As protection against the white drifts of alone we know Come each time the season changes with cold-shouldered apathy That leaves us shaking A quiver of doubt inside that refuses Denial Soon it will rain And as the leaves begin to twist in lesser sun I will recall The feel of you against me Knowing always that after summer There is a fall |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
trying to remember how it sounded to be warm as the sun played across bare arms in devilish taunt of burn. Way cool line cpat!! A quiver of doubt inside that refuses Denial Soon it will rain And as the leaves begin to twist in lesser sun I will recall The feel of you against me Knowing always that after summer There is a fall YES! Always, the changing seasons of life, how very well you write this, as only YOU can do.... very well done Ron, you made me smile.... once again!  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
love that ending! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
again, you have the words fall at just the right time |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron I don't think there will be any snow here, even though there has been fog. Fog where I live, is a reminder of how close the ocean really is...and that makes me smile. Thanks for this poem that says so much of how I've been feeling lately.  |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It is not lost on me ~*~ nor on me, how artfully the canvas rolls under lexicon the likes of yours. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
some faint promise of August clouds scraping tops of trees trying to remember how it sounded to be warm as the sun played across bare arms in devilish taunt of burn. You've captured the passing from one season to the next in so many different realms of existance. I like the feel of this poem.  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
and I wondered as I drove across wet slick miles this morn if they would come to be deep and white with a silence so heavy across the scars we leave that our ears would strain to hear some faint promise of August clouds scraping tops of trees trying to remember how it sounded to be warm as the sun played across bare arms in devilish taunt of burn. =================================== gawd I love the way you paint with words... I swear I just aint gonna be happy till I sit next to you on a river bank and get to watch you write one of these as it comes to you.  We go where there is love when ever we are lonely ... going back, we find, |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
loved this - your mind dances |
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sigheyes Member
since 2001-04-25
Posts 323the winds of destiny |
This was a pleasure to read. Thank you. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
That leaves us shaking A quiver of doubt inside that refuses Denial and we should be like that always... tremendous write and read...hugs |
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