Open Poetry #35 |
Too Many Words Remain 1: 7 |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Cumulative the words lost brevity When they turned into the fine crease of skin That age left along the corners of eyes From squinting as we searched for paths between The clouds that came Spring to spring they do Form along the boundary lines Where cool meets the warm of you and finds The uplift more than sufficient to bear the weight Of brewing storms Like the one inside your skin When thoughts of a touch might scribe themselves Just below your navel and spread Into humid climes before they run In a fade of ink to mark how it is when Too much is not enough for they are after all Only words To be written one letter after another Then delivered along with rain as the sky begins It’s own shed of silk and stands again Nude of stars with a curve Heavy there milked in a mark of haze To feed the infant day Yet born I am lost to the spelling Of words larger than love And can not understand the wiles of writing Just a few words to say what it is I carry in my own thunderous noise of mind Which bring me here To scan the naked sky And try to spell your name In glyphs pressed into the wet wet clay from Which we were formed So many stormy lifetimes Long ago |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"Like the one inside your skin When thoughts of a touch might scribe themselves Just below your navel and spread Into humid climes before they run In a fade of ink to mark how it is when Too much is not enough for they are after all Only words" This started as a warmth at the nape of my neck and like a lovers touch traveled down my spine sending shivers thoughout my body... that is what these words said to me. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
ah... then it was a nice feeling it leaves..which is good... thanks for the look see ma'am... and for the nice words |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Spring to spring they do Form along the boundary lines Where cool meets the warm of you and finds The uplift more than sufficient to bear the weight Of brewing storms Like the one inside your skin When thoughts of a touch might scribe themselves ~*~ If this is too many words... then no reason it comes home so easily... Thank you for this, but where are :3, :4, :5 and :6? |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
3,4,5,and 6 are squirreled away.. hardly worth the read... or not yet ready to be read... they are shy I think... and there are enough of words on rain around on the boards to sate most any desire...to taste the way rain is...or can be... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I am lost to the spelling Of words larger than love And can not understand they wiles of writing Just a few words to say what it is I carry in my own thunderous noise of mind Which bring me here To scan the naked sky And try to spell your name In glyphs pressed into the wet wet clay from Which we were formed So many stormy lifetimes Long ago" Oooooh damn...yes! Sooo beautiful..so..alive. ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
mmm.. thank you ma'am.. I'll take a damn anytime..lol long as it doesn't burst and flood me out.. oh.. that is spelled differently isn't it... go figure..I'm always getting confused with words..lol thanks Ms N... |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
**insatiable rain-baby** ...more please... **baby **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
LOL..... looks like cake you are eating there.. not rain... thanks for the look see Ms Mari... but as for more...I am not sure... it would seem the rain and I are giving way to the build of clouds on humid afternoons and sudden strong storms... we're all under a tornado watch right now, until 9 tonight, and the temp is a balmy 91 degree, but the humidity is only 73%....lol... sort of like a sauna out there.. and a breeding fround for clouds and storms... a totally different feel than the rain. well.. at least to me.. |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
found another! keep writing! ~tier |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
am lost to the spelling Of words larger than love And can not understand the wiles of writing Just a few words to say what it is I carry in my own thunderous noise of mind Which bring me here To scan the naked sky And try to spell your name In glyphs pressed into the wet wet clay from Which we were formed So many stormy lifetimes Long ago Another scribe for the Library of Congress... simply miraculous writing. |
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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
Cpat hair you have penned a masterpeice with each of these. Thank you so very much for sharing them with us Wonderul work my poetic friend Tima |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Passion and desire flirt among words that draw the eye to read and read again...this poem is profoundly beautiful...I love the reading of it and have done so several times now...I am printing it off so that I can read it again...*hugs* |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
I want more too! You are so talented Cpat.... Soft, gentle, too many words to describe your poetry.... ~ARH "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take - but by the moments that take our breath away." |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
lol too much rain on the boards? rain, clouds, sun.... you write it. we will come. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
how could I have almost missed this... another beauty from your never ending well of talent.... |
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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
I have spoken with one wise man about this very subject many times and have yet to come up with any sort of logical conclusion: I am lost to the spelling Of words larger than love And can not understand the wiles of writing Just a few words to say what it is I carry in my own thunderous noise of mind Which bring me here To scan the naked sky And try to spell your name In glyphs pressed into the wet wet clay from Which we were formed So many stormy lifetimes Long ago |
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