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the joyce of elves
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the joyce of elves |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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My hair is pretty bouncing tilt and I am witty lips of milk silken soft with a tough tongue and my little bitty bits are rough and I can't get enough like buzzers at the door, secure as the doorman smiles at us asking if I have the stuff and you're the man who loves me more as I eager bite the pure sucking bloodbite from your vein. (And what is it I have to gain?) Oh I smell like African musk in armpits lusciously as teeny tony beads of sweat complete my brows complacently and my teeth are white that set like suns upon the rippled jet waves in rolling jelly dwell aghast and foaming on the shelves gifts of hell that thatch the swell of tiny ells that beat the wrath of waves that laugh the joyce of elves crushing inward on themselves as ripples stoking artistry And what is it I have but me? leaving shells upon the shore... washed away like little feet and dot-dot-dots of gulls are more than waves that laugh forever or rejoicing delves of whistle-wings at my pretty seaward hair - Here. I leave a bit much more for you. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
serenity, Your writing always causes my imagination to slip between its lines! I'd be curious to know what inspired this poem. So deep you are, Lady! miscellanea |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
serenity You have walked down the aisle scattering flower pettles. Who is behind you? As always well done. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
And what is it I have but me? leaving shells upon the shore... washed away like little feet and dot-dot-dots of gulls are more than waves that laugh forever or rejoicing delves of whistle-wings at my pretty seaward hair - Here. I leave a bit much more for you. ~*~ And I send an email full of questions!  |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
I'm always so amazed at your poems ... one gets lost within, feeling your thoughts far more than anything  |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
OMGoddess, i'm speechless, i'm crumbling to the floor. big sigh....WOW! m xx ~i want for myself your trembling~ |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
For those of you who have been trying to find out what I meant by the "joyce" of elves, (winks to Kari) I must confess it was simply a play on words inspired by one of my favorite poems which can be found in its entirety here: http://www.robotwisdom.com/jaj/chamber.html (and sighing...would that I could write like that...) Reading that one, inspired me to write this one, which was written for two of my favorite people--the yin of Dark Angel and the yang of Brian Sites.  I hope that clarifies things a bit. They see me much more lovelier than I am, so I had a bit of a reverie 'bout that.  to both and hugs to all who have read.thank you |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
my God...you just sweep me away...everytime~~~ ~babygirL **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
What is in your milk today? Wow! what a write.... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
AHA! and thank you. I felt there had to be a capital to J[oy] and it was driving me beyond derision to know how joist might apply.... For you see... My mother's most favorite friend was my not-of-blood Joyce.... and my children are middle named Joyce, and Joy, for her. I needed this.... in so many, many ways.... thank you! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
serenity, And a very spritely dance it is, which gives the reader muse, might one not dance their life away if given elven shoes? Thanks for this dear, Doc |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is lovely, Karen! Very beautiful! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Amazing write K. Very much enjoyed... Love ya lady~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Ok...I've started, then backspaced, several replies to this. Lemme just say..."Damn!" and leave it at that... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"And what is it I have but me? leaving shells upon the shore... washed away like little feet and dot-dot-dots of gulls are more than waves that laugh forever or rejoicing delves of whistle-wings at my pretty seaward hair - Here. I leave a bit much more for you." Yes, you did! I hope I am getting this one correctly....your comparison with the ocean, its surges, its roar....it's waves erasing the dot..dot..dots....but your words, yes, much more than the dot...dot...dots of sea gulls, a tremendous sharing of your spirit and soul. Or, then there is the other interpretation I had which is strictly personifying the ocean....lauzy, lauzy....you have me a little curious....either way, I am impressed. Each line needs its own interpretation, perhaps. I could think of the leaving more with one interpretation as your own offspring, or I could interpret it to mean, your words, or I could read it to mean the destruction and resulting effects of a hurricane like Katrina, or last year's sunami. Like I said, this is a work of art....and one worth sitting down and reading many times. Please let me know if I am on track, Karen. (PS....I'll try to call soon....but really, tell me now, tell me now....paleeese). .....joGot to thinking about that ocean's droppings.....and if I interpret this to mean the bird's dot dot dots are sh__, then, I guess that last line (if I interpret it that the ocean is the speaker) would mean what the waters left behind is so much more sh__ than the beautiful merriment she is? Right? Hey...but, I'm still a bit confused by the title....although, I did catch the word play. OK,OK....I went back and read the comments. I suspected James Joyce had some place in all this....and hey, to me....you are in the same class, no joke. Now, I think that the poem is yourself....what you leave....your children. And you are the joyce of elves. LOVE IT!!! I like this interpretation much better....LOL.....luvsyamuchly......jojo |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
you m'lady have collapsed me. thank you. m xx ~i want for myself your trembling~ |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
You sometimes (mostly) make me feel like i've been punched in the gut... and liked it. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
This is bloodink . . . |
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