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| Open Poetry #33 |
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Vesper Dawns |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Delicate lays fresh cut grass Scents of harvest now mown smooth Predicate to verbs a season stunning Come hither drums Vibration through the limbs A promise to sap low in the belly Swathed in morning always crisp Stirring, in the gypsy blood of fall And what could be prayed, is knelt Given up a worthy gift, left lacquered As colors worn are fondled in golden fingers Untied, and left upon the soft of surrender In glide of lips accentuated of rising stars Left dangling in the glistened veils of trees Stood tall and proud this rugged trail In silence slips the stream to wet a thirsty dream And all that is worth everything Completes in bounty scene Copyright Kkh 9/6/04 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very pretty |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
In silence slips the stream to wet a thirsty dream And all that is worth everything Completes in bounty scene Lovely! |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
yes lovely  |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
makes me think of the beauty of the seasons as they slowly change...and the thanksgiving of dinner on that day in November...lovely images K. |
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ShiningWindHaze Member
since 2004-09-06
Posts 138California, United States |
This style reminds me of my own. I do the same thing. It flowed awesomely. I like the whole poem but this part especially: "As colors worn are fondled in golden fingers Untied, and left upon the soft of surrender In glide of lips accentuated of rising stars Left dangling in the glistened veils of trees" - Haze |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Stirring, in the gypsy blood of fall" And, yet leaving its full bounty.....beautiful poem, TD. Loved the title, as well.  ......jo |
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