Open Poetry #36 |
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Seasons of Rain |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia ![]() |
Have you seen her? Newborn skin and scalp covered in dandelion down and the promise of spring; new eyes, blue eyes view the world with innocence and candour Have you seen her? Walking in the summer bare legs running through the meadow bare head shining in the sun; her singing voice, ringing voice calls out happiness and joy. Have you seen her the shadow of autumn on her face loved too much, too often by her father and strangers hidden in the shadows. Shedding flesh from, bust and bum to the wallow places, the hollow places that control her hope and life Have you seen her? lying still and serene winter cold her coat of baby down covering her skin hiding her Somalian thinness eyes shut tight, no more light the show the path of paradise lost. Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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lilyelapink New Member
since 2005-11-09
Posts 8UK |
started of really happy, carefree amde me glad. then turned dark. scary but really well written. could almost 'see her'. |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Kethry, this is such a shivering write. It touched both mind and heart, left me shaking my head, in sadness for the innocents. |
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MyEnchanted_Melody Senior Member
since 2001-05-30
Posts 1106across the land of dreams. In your heart, I'd always be. |
Wonderful.... So soft and ethereal. Thank you for sharing it. |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
A most profound write. believe in what your heart feels... |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“Have you seen her the shadow of autumn on her face loved too much, too often by her father and strangers hidden in the shadows. Shedding flesh from, bust and bum to the wallow places, the hollow places that control her hope and life” Kethry: Painfully felt words. Sometimes it’s not how we begin life or why, or where we end up, but all the in-between. Beautifully illustrated sadness. Thank you so much for this write. God Bless JL ![]() |
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