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Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2005-06-21 04:20 PM

When she whispered the sough of grey
Upon clear blue skies
                                    Even angels fell hushed
listening to hear if in her heart they would break
And fall with shattered wings
Or finally learn to fly
Should she lift a gentler hand to hold
The bottom of the sky.
................................................

She sulked along the edges where cool
Met warm moist seams and
Writhed as she let small strokes build in her
Flashes of what was to come
Should she let go and spread her dress
Of bruised white to cover the eyes of sky

She grew high

and let the hands of wind mould her form
Along the curves that turned
Fair grows the breast of storm that would suckle
Some wilder ride on whorl of him
To leave behind such scattered flotsam as can float
On strong grip of air
Or the roil of flood should she come wet

Again I watched her while the afternoon turned later arms
Sweeping minutes into hours one today two tonight too many
For her to die in some black hazed grip of sun

One can not turn their eyes
Or she will end her sulking pose
And long…. To burn across the empty
Gasping last breaths come pre-dawn dreaming all the while
Of sycamore along the banks of scattered stone
Where she once upon a time
Sat astride the gash of bed and let herself
Pull roots wide as she washed hard upon red earth

In a spend of lust

until it the requiem of her eyes
     sung leaden on lips of rage
................................................
    Came then a tangled scream of roots
Muffled in layers of earth
Till buried sounds are silent to all
But the worms
       That crawl slowly by such flesh
As too is covered here
Waiting for rains to come again

And stone holds unforgiving
To the hem of mantle
Listening low
For thunder to begin

as even Angels
Pause

[This message has been edited by Cpat Hair (06-21-2005 05:24 PM).]

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2005-06-21 04:32 PM

"When she whispered the sough of grey
Upon clear blue skies
Even angels fell hushed
listening to hear if in her heart they would break
And fall with shattered wings
Or finally learn to fly
Should she lift a gentler hand to hold
The bottom of the sky."

...And then,

"And stone holds unforgiving
To the hem of mantle
Listening low
For thunder to begin

as even Angels
Pause"

Oooh Captain! I sure needed this today...
Thank you for caressing these blue pages.
Hugs~N.

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

2 posted 2005-06-21 04:32 PM

Wow Ron!! Amazed by this and don't quite know what to say. It's good, really good!!!

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

3 posted 2005-06-21 04:38 PM

Ms N.. your eyes and words ma'am..are always appreciated..thank you..for the kind words.and the look see..

Martie... m'friend... thank you..for always taking a look see..and letting me know you were here..

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

4 posted 2005-06-21 05:06 PM

Everyone should do themselves a favor
and read this aloud...

it becomes a double treat...

Thank you, Ron!

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

5 posted 2005-06-21 05:14 PM

Ms Sunshine.... thank you.. aloud it does require a bit of care towards the end..lol..or one stumbles over a few places...

thanks for the eyes..ms K.. and the kind words...

congrats by the way... happy 25!

Juju
Member Elite

since 2003-12-29

Posts 3429
In your dreams

6 posted 2005-06-21 10:52 PM

I can never keep my eyes from reading your poems. I always seemed sucked in to them.

-Juju

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

7 posted 2005-06-22 01:36 AM

Brilliant imagery and an extremely vivid undertaking into the glorious heart of rain....clearly seen through the eyes of a poet who delves so completely, so perfectly beautiful!

babygirlwlove
Senior Member

since 2004-10-10

Posts 1180
New York City

8 posted 2005-06-22 08:22 AM

~damn, that's niiiiice, Chief~

**baby

timothysangel1973

Senior Member

since 2001-12-03

Posts 1725
Never close enough

9 posted 2005-06-22 11:32 PM

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

10 posted 2005-06-23 01:30 AM

Fair grows the breast of storm that would suckle
Some wilder ride on whorl of him
To leave behind such scattered flotsam as can float
On strong grip of air
Or the roil of flood should she come wet

and the very end . . . actually all of it but My God . . . I feel as I would if I were actually touching the Pieta . . . see?

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