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Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2004-11-17 06:12 AM

(Some people do crossword puzzles but I'm making history with the longest poem ever out of all the titles of Open Poetry #33 - my new sleeping pill.  This is the beginning.)

There’s no point in sleeping
once the next sun’s come up
and so I stand
watching the sun rise
but there’s no hand held in hand
because into the night
and beyond the stars
a lonely heart
held by the heights of lost days
is just staying alive to die.

Phantom needs
like echoes on the lake
in the shy of morn’s light
take flight into the storm
between here and there.

Smoke rings and memories
do a morning pirouette
and the best of me
in playgrounds of my mind
unchained and uncovered
without effort
makes the decision to go on
in the arms of sensation
to summer’s end.

Walk with me till evening shadows,
fancy and full of evening’s breeze,
curtsey for the king and candles splutter
love, hope, beauty,
in my world of fantasy.
Come journey with me.
Don’t stand watching
from the 41st floor
for the time has come
for transformation.

But how like this day,
this quiet morn,
to not enlighten my existence
to a new beginning
and to tie a dead-eye knot in stitches
over my unspoken thoughts
until defeated
I weep
upon this mysterious mountain.

Oh, where is the river,
the original of dawn,
and the words I hunger for
if not hand in hand
with what could be tangible
if two people embraced
in the warmth of the moon
until lily birthed stars
to deserving applause?

Gavel on gravel, pebbles, mere pebbles,
and a place I might call home
buried beneath the eye of the storm.
Escape with me to a gentler time
for you are a summer song
in my rainy day thoughts and feelings
challenged and hard put
but not too scared
to seek a meadow
I call eternity.

Words on walls, allusions,
like an unopened purse of life
and a poet’s truth
play blind mans bluff
with friends, neighbours and love’s labours,
like my little kitten sun stroked and unsure
in the arms of Lingerie Baby
finds layered meaning in tangled thoughts.

The purring senses of integrity
perhaps but maybe not
are the song of the serpent
tainted with time (inspired)
at day’s end
but I cannot know for sure
because the obvious
like the words of your eyes
and ancestral winds
are indecisive and vague
in absentia.

The effects of time on eyes of blue
and a once beautiful china doll
as embers die at Halloween
are obscure yet familiar
but I think worthy to miss
along the road to winter
with white peaks, red canyons,
beneath the serenity of stars
when time cannot be time
and hope is on a busman’s holiday.

I wish someone with faultless bravado
and fingertip innuendos
could take me hostage
and move me from memories
I will cherish forever
or make a moving sculpture
of dawn’s stretch
till the all of me comes complete.

What next … from the past … the silence.
Am I more lovely when sleeping giants
roar within and still the eyes?

Is it you to make me pale to luster
or the endless desire of mountain madness
from across the unquenchable fire?

(To be continued)

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2004-11-17 10:32 AM

I will be waiting for more. Nicely done.

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

2 posted 2004-11-17 12:08 PM

Absolutely remarkable.

Enjoyed, and will be looking for more too.

JL

babygirlwlove
Senior Member

since 2004-10-10

Posts 1180
New York City

3 posted 2004-11-17 12:10 PM

OMG....wow

**babygirL**

**Intoxicant to the SouL**

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

4 posted 2004-11-17 12:13 PM

Helen

You are amazing, you know?

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

5 posted 2004-11-17 12:23 PM

Very nicely done Helen...
I'll be watching for more!
How clever of you!
Hugs~

~ Time has cast a spell on you,
So you won't ever forget me ~

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

6 posted 2004-11-17 02:27 PM

Thanks to all. I think it's just laziness when all is said and done but it's too hot here to think much and I'm more or less done with my look at life ... and love for the time being that is. Still, one never knows what's around the next bend.

iliana
Member Patricius

since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA