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Last leaves of november
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Last leaves of november |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio 
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They gather in prayer pose, through the unravelling of their trimmings, the place where the fallen ones follow paths of redemption to, a garland of gold clings though somewhat halfheartedly, as it ties to its birthplace, while its overworked hostess lapses soon into dormancy, i thought i'd forget by now, but pin fraying ribbons on the season's last embers, where you lay down beside me, your blue eyes still twinkling when the sky drops its parasol, if only to sleep with them and be reprived from this torment, of your abysmal recession, yet adherence, relentless as these leaves of november. [This message has been edited by inkedgoddess (11-17-2004 11:30 AM).] |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
beautiful!!!! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
A fantastic write Michele! Very much enjoyed. Hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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PassionandFun Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 60 |
Nice job! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
dang mishy, that's kinda sad |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh, so beautiful and touching, dear Michelle! Love and hugs. Margherita |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Inky Excellent poetry... I approach a new poem from two different angles, that is I read it twice. The first time I pay no attention at all to the content/story line...I read it outloud and see how its rhythm flows, feeling out the bumps and watching the punctuation closely...after all I am reading a piece of music and must try to be guided by how the composer wants the song to play... Then, and just as mportanat I study what the words say, what effect they have on my emotions, what inner feelings rise when the word pictures come into focus... It is poems like this that pass muster on both counts...it satisfies both needs, and I do mean needs....My desire to read poetry is not a want it is a need! In other words I enjoyed this poem very much.... ___________ice/ford ><> Come read to me some poem, |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
thanks for stopping by thanks jeff for reviving this one which meant a lot to me |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Your poems on nature as reflections of real life are poignant and absolutely amazing, Dear Goddess!!! You have a remarkable talent! Love & Light, A Fan |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Wow. Beautiful write!  ~Alli~ Happy Holidays! |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Oh Inked One... Revival is inherent in this piece...and eternal I would think in appreciation. Hugs, TD |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
thanks for stopping by |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
beautiful. Remember in school the chant the girls used to do? Men with eyes of blue are never true. Men with eyes of green are never seen. Men with eyes of brown are never around. Men with eyes of grey never stay. What were we left with?  "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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