Open Poetry #33 |
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One Night at Home |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296![]() |
Little roads peck at her feet Shining shoes of twilight Forming eternal mind Of a woodland scene Oh cedar tree of aromatic love Blueberry swirls of luster Keep surprise birthdays Shingled white with content A Venus sea touché Plunging neckline of sentiment Adorns the youth of age Pure icons of blue glow Flings sap from fallen rose Vagabond is her name Pearl drops hanging from her back Of what she cannot wear Let no broken breath Rise from heartless maze Clearly secrets owned What is hers only Kneeling where her mother kneeled And hers before Passing on years of battle True loves mellow chirp Filleted her flesh Dropping quiet longing Like the last Canadian goose Flies with steady compass Up the reddened tired eyes Of morning, until she confessed That she was but a blinded fool Tightened garments prevent open dance Unloosened, one can move mountains and she will never be sure but trusts as long as it's a friendship ring she prefers peace and harmony the heart speaks all that and more she never met one whose actions spoke louder that breed of long haired man is gone or taken She enjoys her life, not flattered easily as words always slide off to the left side of the back of someone she is not a man hater...but paints a degree in time, where no one will touch her that way again... she likes not having to be a mom, to a man child there are some people who enjoy solitude despite an arguing culture when lonely chips away her face she remembers the pain of rejection she remembers expectation those ladders she couldn’t climb words that left lives shattered kisses of lovers who kept threads of women’s hair tucked deep within their thoughts like notches on their belts spraying her like a cat marks his territory marring sweet comradeship with poison dipped arrows life owed them something long gone they did the best they knew you can't give something you've never known She drops a seed in her purse Thinking it to be an herb From the pit of a blessed universe Which strolls along by her side While they talk of not missing What was never known In days gone by.... Little roads peck at her feet Shining shoes of twilight Forming eternal mind Of a woodland scene With convincing triumph Priceless the little things Under waterfalls she regrets nothing |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ 'A Venus sea touché Plunging neckline of sentiment' You are absolutely AMAZING~ 'Priceless the little things Under waterfalls she regrets nothing' Just sitting here *sighing* a remember~ Thank you for being a poetess~ ![]() *Huglets* ![]() ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Lee, oh I am really happy that I found this, it's a masterpiece! While reading I continued to think I will quote this, then this, then this ... it's a wonderful flow of intimate ponderings, that touched me deeply. In the end I have decided to quote this: quote: Oh, but this one too: quote: You are beautiful! And what a poet! Love, Margherita |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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MGROVES![]() ![]()
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
wow!!! this is really really beautiful, even had tears, felt it . you write so excellant, i admire your style. always enjoy stopping here to feel what you have written. thanks ![]() |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
Lee , this was so excellently written , it was like travelling through the past with you , such wonderful images portrayed in your words Hope |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
THis is quite amazing The exquisite metaphors superb writing, indeed I am in awe You are finding peace Keep writing it lOve Liz |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms lee j we build a nest with twigs and splinters and then we wear it with our hearts homewarm is like a lover that never leaves enjoyed you here |
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