Open Poetry #34 |
And Where Are You Now Love? |
RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
A hoary silver serves my tresses verdigris, stress fractures wrinkles as metals fatigue, years of tears like acid rain have worn a once seamless profile so like a statue here I wait, and where are you now love? We swam naked, often, in a sea that only was when we were we, a sea of smooth and soft and warm and light, always light I yet hold tight its scant candle never snuffed, unquenched Brief and brave, upright, sensitive to mood and movement, its flame never impure, sputtering songs you’d know and never burdened you witness its undying, or would its quiet death long forgotten, the sapped match, head bowed, spent and frail from exhaustive eruption, knowing too well what follows used(to be) It was I who fell to the spell of the stream’s pooled illusions, a depth not there, rocks vouched as smoothened safe whose muddied risks fell where pushed, betrayed and failed to struggle against the colder flow no weather doused the candle, no time quelled the love, not even the anti-love in its long, thorough search to raze all my love and any light could touch it and where are you now love? POETS AGAINST THE WAR IS REDUNDANT |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This brought forth many images, including The Eternal Flame... So I'm going to library it, visit the images over time, see how they waver in the light... Well done, Sir. But that's getting to be my favorite part of reading your works...they are always very well composed. Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close...and keep my promises... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
It was I who fell to the spell of the stream’s pooled illusions, a depth not there, rocks vouched as smoothened safe whose muddied risks fell where pushed, betrayed and failed to struggle against the colder flow no weather doused the candle, no time quelled the love, not even the anti-love in its long, thorough search to raze all my love and any light could touch it and where are you now love? I think many of us at one time or another have fallen under the spell of the illusion and until our eyes finally see past it, we have already felt its pain. You do write exceptionally well, but then you already knew I would say that. Good morning. choose to chance the rapids, |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
RSWells My love has never left the coop that is the mental loop. Enjoyed |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
there is never one sentence, one word, but within the entity of all your poems are the highlights...your writes are astounding! and I get lost in them every time...thank you |
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