Open Poetry #34 |
Labored, The Aged Hand |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Cautiously, the quill labored...dampened tremors fighting the touch....a lasting haze shrouding the words....as a tear drops softly upon a page once crisp...now aged, as was he...the master... His time nigh, darkened lines grasping shadows as shallow wheezes echoed ears that no longer heard....but felt, felt tremendously, felt the world’s weight upon each syllable... As he dreamed of her... She wore a gown of gossamer, of flowing lines, accenting the smooth sleek calves of love...love awaiting his arms.. But, the slipper did not fit...nor did the vintage age properly within the goblet where a lipstick smear still hung. Oh but to touch the softness of a shoulder, to let the rise of her touch his chest as he shivered, as youth stammered within his soul.....and age...yes, age now came on darkened wings...awaiting his last and labored breath... But first, the sun must again rise....that eyes once clear might read the lines of labored script....and a smile might again be felt by withered hands....as a carriage awaited him....as she sat...looking out the window....whispering his name... |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Dang...you keep this up and you're going to have to serve julip with a fan at each reading. Superb write. Truly a keeper. TD |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
"Oh but to touch the softness of a shoulder," a most beautiful line. in the completeness of touch there is awareness. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Such a sensitive, beautiful and touching write, dear Barry! Love, Margherita |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Magnus~ I am SO in to this one~ I'll try to be back with something more than the AWE I'm feeling right now~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
So beautifully you have painted the heart of one no longer in his physical prime but still young and romantic in heart - you write the romantic so very well - you should write a historical romance - all the women would swoon - Susan If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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