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EvocativeVerse2
Senior Member

since 2003-09-10

Posts 1279

0 posted 2004-10-18 09:18 PM

Crush This Band

Speak not of the love trapped within your heart,
Nor liken my lips to great works of art,
Paint no carmine sunsets on canvas for me,
For I'd not have my soul laden with debris.

Write no assertions in roundels today,
Let the flowers fade; I wish no bouquet,
Proclaim nevermore that I am your world,
Since within ardor's colors you’ve ne'er swirled.

Let lesser gallants know thy sweetest kiss,
Giggle like a child when they call you Miss,
The vow you’ve dismembered can’t be reclaimed,
Shattered is shattered, maimed must remain maimed.

If gift me thee would bequeath me my life,
And crush this band that names us man and wife.

Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history!

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2004-10-18 09:24 PM

"Let lesser gallants know thy sweetest kiss,
Giggle like a child when they call you Miss,
The vow you’ve dismembered can’t be reclaimed,
Shattered is shattered, maimed must remain maimed.

If gift me thee would bequeath me my life,
And crush this band that names us man and wife."

Such a beautiful bittersweet write Kevin.
Very much enjoyed reading you once again.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~

Huan Yi
Member Ascendant

since 2004-10-12

Posts 6688
Waukegan

2 posted 2004-10-18 09:27 PM

RESCUE THE DEAD

Finally, to forgo love is to kiss a leaf,
is to let rain fall nakedly upon your head,
is to respect fire,
is to study man’s eyes and his gestures
as he talks,
is to set bread upon the table
and a knife discreetly by,
is to pass through crowds
like a crowd of oneself.
Not to love is to live.

To love is to be lead away
into a forest where the secret grave
is dug, singing, praising darkness
under the trees.

To live is to sign your name,
is to ignore the dead,
is to carry a wallet
and shake hands.

To love is to be a fish.
My boat wallows in the sea.
You who are free,
rescue the dead.

David Ignatow

Snow

Senior Member

since 2000-10-16

Posts 1170
desert flower looking for rain

3 posted 2004-10-18 09:39 PM

good lord love.... this took my breath. so strong are the words.

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

4 posted 2004-10-18 10:15 PM

EV2 - this tears with its thrust - and the blade of your words honed sharp - well crafted, yet most painful and for that, my heart sorrows in compassion - poignant write here -

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

froggy
Senior Member

since 2003-06-23

Posts 1893
Michigan

5 posted 2004-10-18 10:36 PM

My Dear Kevin,
Your words speak of many things
to me.
You always have a way of expressing them that nobody else can.
Love this piece very much so.

Hugs

Amour Vous Always,

;-)

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

6 posted 2004-10-18 10:47 PM

EvocativeVerse2
It reminds me of my wife Isabel
My passage to heaven and hell.

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