Open Poetry #34 |
A Patient Soul’s Pilgrimage |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
the ages of snow the drifted crystalline doubts the white lies of love soul’s strained acceptance sifted wait for awareness pace of the tiger shimmered awareness the needing desert in bloom love’s death in the rain ©2005 by icebox |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
powerful! Rf |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I like it. Dave |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox Time moves and it does require patients to keep life and love fresh. Many fail, but also don't ever understand why. The power of something short like this, comes in its meaningfullness. Enjoyed! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"the needing desert in bloom" Reminds me of a tune I heard by Maurice Ravel -- So well I loved the music sad, Pavanne de Mortus Infantus, I'd swell like "the needing desert in bloom" and my heart would feel like abandoned love in rain. Your words orchestrate much emotion, Mr. C. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"soul’s strained acceptance sifted wait for awareness pace of the tiger" "hey (hey) you (you) get offa my cloud!" --the rolling stones giggle a patient soul's prilgrimage? Now you know I know better than to pray for patience--no matter how immediate the need. yer wonderful |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
love's death in the rain *sigh* |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
The sun shines on the icebox ... patiently every day, even when it rains. Your poetry is always powerful! Love, Margherita |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
In so few words your message rings loudly. Well done Sir. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
boy, this packed a punch white lies...now there's a reminder... When I was growing up, my foster mom used to say, there are times when white lies are needed...I used to argue with her...say a lie is a lie and we'd really get into it. Then, a time in my life came, during confussion, when I did lie, by some bad advice loved ones suggested...I to this day do not know what in the world could have possessed me? But I did the wrong, and hurt someone dearly, perhaps even scaring him for life... Can't take it back, but what I can do, is never do that again...and believe me, I won't. Pretty howling painful mistake. That is what this reminded me of...and I hope always and forever I am reminded of what never to do again. Hugs and thank you |
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