Open Poetry #34 |
Emotigone |
Catrina Member
since 2004-11-10
Posts 132 |
Emotigone Deserted, my vast desert detracts from any inward sense of anguish, its long emptiness making what was once held inside steal upon the art of drifting, like a last veil let loose swept up by winds of passion that drew across your eyes like gray mists hemming you in so you could only see the facets of sunshine in my eyes, even through the veils... but here in the desert, any tears that would emote from these eyes, this I, over what was, are gone but like forget-me-nots, your scent lingers. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
but like forget-me-nots, your scent lingers. the imagery you use in this is outstanding and these last lines are very effective! Very well done. I enjoy your work very much. The greatest beauty on earth, is |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms Catrina, enjoyed this stand by the window view of you..no drapes and the lights on and those flowers..those..whatchmacallemz..(grin) kewl write ms |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"drifting, like a last veil let loose swept up by winds of passion that drew across your eyes like gray mists hemming you in so you could only see the facets of sunshine in my eyes, even through the veils..." Very much enjoyed the read Catrina. Love the part above..great imagery. Hugs~Nancy ~ Time has cast a spell on you, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a good write, love the last lines |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Catrina "hemming you in so you could only see the facets of sunshine in my eyes, even through the veils..." Yes indeed...very lovely! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Yes, if all else fades....the scent certainly does linger...Excellent presentation. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Scent upon fingertips - remembrance Enjoyed this - 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 |
Wow, a fantastic write, I'll be looking out for more from you. Maree 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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