Open Poetry #34 |
Winter Meadow |
time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
Describe for me, the winter meadow. The one we dreamt of whilst the darkness sang half remembered songs to us as we waited for morning. Do it before the sunlight dissolves the dawning and the bedsprings creak drags the brain to reality. For hidden by the night in three dimensional hallucinations I touched your hand while we walked the meadow, and learnt that a heart if you listen to it is able to love forever and distant dreams, are not too far away to reach. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Excerpt from, The Pond "To reach the pond you must go over two swells of elevated native country, not hills, just swells, enough to lift you high at the top to see 360 degrees, and view the Smoky Hills. Indian country. Virgin land. Just you and me. Once at the pond, we can slide rocks over the frozen waters, and test the ice with our boots, give it more weight, hear a cracking and step back. Not cold enough to slide across fear holds us back, we’ve never known how really deep the pond and don’t want to find out now. Wait a moment." KRJ Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close...and keep my promises... |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
I think I should look The Pond up, it sounds interesting. Thanks for stopping to read. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
very much enjoyed! Rf |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I touched your hand while we walked the meadow, and learnt that a heart if you listen to it is able to love forever and distant dreams, are not too far away to reach. lovely writing...can warm the heart on such a cold morning M |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Wintry Meadow Wintry meadow void of propane Crowded with frozen chocolates Standing watch like horizontal talons Color falls asleep Wind screams enveloping sound bitter cold biting flesh... Tumbling art work lace, the ground White covered wheat stands with the moon Frozen like diamonds midnight porch January Garden chores Quote frost armies Colorless sky of a world forlorn Keeping time with a profit…blooming Blight covers like a winter silence Winter is not my friend...hehehe Loved your poem |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good write |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Yes. Like it a lot. Dave |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
So romantic! It leaves a warm feeling inside. miscellanea |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
Thanks to all for stopping by to read, your comments are appreciated. Its always nice to know something is appreciated. |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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