Open Poetry #34 |
me and you in indigo blue |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
the metal feeling in the roof of my mouth and I have never tasted a blade but recognize how it clings to saliva like a shadow does the wind when wings move and the underside is bare for some looker's eyes I dream of you often now as if you were that foil and I was gum laid out flat and firm folded carefully into you some god'spert hand would make the fit better if he were monkey lucky and had the time so much has been spent too just getting to this place in you and we never tried or knew it was where we would end upside down facing each other like the photo I sent you that made your shivers wicked _______________ dark |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Gads... the thoughts you leave behind... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
....Damn!! |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Damn Amigo... Not sure if the underlying feeling of anger and loss is greater or less than the sum of the desire... either way... damn fine writing... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS "and we never tried or knew it was where we would end upside down facing each other" Touching to me...the whole poem. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
D - smiling here - at the picture you've drawn - of the whispers spoken like the breeze upon the willow - and all done up in indigo - bleeding into the silver of steel - with mirror shine - and double the reflection- it is a good place to stand and see the return gaze - Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
damn fine writing indeed! totally awesome placing this carefully into my library Mxx into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of, the path i fear to tread. |
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