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| Open Poetry #35 |
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Seduction |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio 
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Seduction The weather was cool and crisp on that spring morn. As by habit my early morning walk was about to begin. The forest was quiet with only the cry of the loon- Birds awakening, butterflies fluttering their wings. High in the treetops the sun casting shadows while spreading graceful rays upon delicate sprays of green. In the middle of all this quiet beauty is a crystal clear pond filled with fishes and lush lilly pads. My feet, as if they have a will of their own, lead me to the pond to watch in silence .... my future destiny. Breathing in this beauty I hear a quiet sound to my right. I step back so I will not be seen. There she is, this beauty who has taken my heart. Her mother at her side, ever watchful, protecting so no harm will come her way. As I stand in the shadows I gaze upon her innocence and beauty. Big brown eyes, with long silky lashes, that hide knowledge beyond her years. Slender hips and long lean legs that send my heart beating into a symphony of unbridled passion. I step further back into the shadows for I know her mother senses I am near. The image of my dreams lifts her delicate head- Knowing she hears the beating of my heart and knowing she is able to breathe in the scent of my love song. A lowering of her lashes beckoning me to come- To come and be her only love Her only love in this sea of green and glistening sunlight. Waiting is bittersweet. I am the prince of this forest, you see. I have learned from my father the prudence of patience. When the clock of time has spread her wings and the leaves have turned to rust. This beauty will be mine. For now I will stand in the shadows and play this game called Seduction. Hugs BonBon  [This message has been edited by Bonnie j (05-29-2005 11:16 AM).] |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
This is so beautiful bon bon, and it is sooo good to read you again! |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OhBonnie~ The seduction of nature at her best ...~  *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
How very very beautiful!!!!! Much enjoyed reading you again. Hugs~Nancy ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Thank you for reading. When I wrote this this morning I was thinking about deer.On my way to work along side the road was a baby fawn. It was an Awwwww moment in time. The title Seduction kept playing around in my mind. Then I started to think about Bambi and The Lion King. The babies of the forest. And this is how this poem came about. Hugs BonBon |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed....James |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Leaves so much to the imagination, BonBon! I envisioned a little filly by her mother, and a young boy watching....just dieing to make friends and make her his own magic pegasus! Much enjoyed. ....jo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Bonnie, it's good to read you again a lovely write |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Right back at ya, Bokneeeeeeeeee! |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
I love bonnie BonBon. imagine, if you will, A dark forest, a symphony of crickets, the distant hoot of owl, a still and moonless night ...) If you are viewing this by the light of Darkness, that illuminates the night, it is better; for there are things that only Darkness can reveal. And if we arrogantly say that only Dark obscures things, then, why not Light? And should we foolishly contend that only Day reveals things, then, why not Night? ... And every one knows what the night is for ... How to handle a man? How to woo him, win him, love him??... First, it might be best he does not know what you are doing, what you are thinking, and planning ... for he has learned enough and lived enough to know that talk is cheap, that almost anyone can buy the gifts and learn to say the words. And you must love him to begin. Don't wait to say you care until the end, else he simply won't believe you. phone him first; More than once or twice, but not too many times, just enough to tell him you are different, just enough to show him that you care. And when you ask him what he likes, do it directly; and should he be uncertain, Take his hand, handle him with kind and gentle patience and he will reward you by telling you the truth, and he will come to love you all the more; and you will have his confidence for LIFE! When you know that he is out, travel as he does, on foot. show up at his favorite haunt, where he least expects to see you. And bring your friends to meet him too, and let him hear you say how you adore him. And when you are at table, wait on him. notice what he likes; keep his plate and glasses full. Indulge him, quietly, so no one else need know, just he, and you. Tell him how you love to watch his face in fascination-- the changing panorama of his moods that flicker there, the roiling, beating passions of his heart that mirror there. Tell him how you love to hear the rhythm of his voice, the cadence of his words, Killing you softly with his song, the way he makes you cry, the way he makes you think, and smile, and laugh, the way he lets you see all the color, light and music filling and resounding in his soul. And do not rearrange your world for him don't try to reorder his own; for he has had enough of people doing that. Do not bend over backwards just to please him, for he will know that you are doing it, see that you are faking it. It is better to be direct, FORWARD and true. It is better to be genuine and real. Remember not to get too close too soon; he may be wary. Don't be discouraged if he says he doesn't want to get involved, because you know he really does, because your friendship is for LIFE! You know more of what is in his heart than he, at first, may think you do. So write him, for he already knows that you are there, staring at your monitor, sitting in your chair ... Well ... ... Isn't this more fun than doing housework? (Music: The Carpenters, We've Only Just Begun ...) SC |
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