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Blackberries.
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Blackberries. |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA 
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He spoke of mercury paranoid one day-upon-a-time as I soothed with no fairytale book... he ventured poison had clouded his words to me a long, slow illness of filled holes and forgot as they spilled from a landfill of his foaming mouths not many days later. I saw in a pattern of his words tonight the look of his teeth as he laughed the last time, that reminded me of the sharp intruder to my sleeping finger when tip toe-ing over blackberry arms in a skirt with layers like waves that caught, black upon black every footstep… I don’t want to ruin lace, you can have all my silk …to build your stealth vines to take me by the heels… and I don’t want your fruit at my back door for summer. So grow and see me come in linen whites of summer with old oiled metal to cut away your clawed smirk and mercury grip. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
oooooh.... how luscious the imagery in this, and oh the ending. grin. I like it much--like an axe with a fur lined grip. smiling...you are a delight to read!  |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
thanks for reading karen. If only you really could get out the shears on real life, uh, weeds. Its a shame you had to reading it with a looming picture of me, that doesn't fit because i'm useless, with what looks like a gammy eye. But Raff has edited me a new one i've just uploaded. cheers raph! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
aw sweetie...yer gorgeous! and I'm obsessing over the passage of wearing linens while hunting blackberries, the danger of stain--man, I like that analogy so much! This one is richer and richer upon every reading. Hugs to you lovely one! extras for the Raf too! |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
to cut away your clawed smirk and mercury grip i wish i had the words, i wish i had a baseball bat and a plane ticket..i wish alot of things hugs. |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
I don’t want to ruin lace, you can have all my silk …to build your stealth vines to take me by the heels… ... gems , i like the way you said these lines really smooth ~wolfie |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces.... ................................... Lemons and oranges, Crab-apples, dewberries, Pine-apples, blackberries... Christina Rossetti- "Goblin Market" * Sounds as if you have been to the Goblin market, gem... Beware, the sweet blackberry has very sharp thorns.. By reading this poem it is obvious that you have been scratched by some of them.. enjoyed -----------ice ><> |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Gem, You sure have a fine eye for the fruit, and a sharp wit for the vine. Loved this. TD |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Powerfully sad and dark. Very well written. I look forward to reading more of your work. - Owl |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
"I don’t want to ruin lace, you can have all my silk …to build your stealth vines to take me by the heels… and I don’t want your fruit at my back door for summer. So grow and see me come in linen whites of summer with old oiled metal to cut away your clawed smirk and mercury grip." WOAH WOAH WOAH NOW.... Simply amazing, SIMPLY... I could make it more complicated, but why? You're amazing. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Glad I went diving a bit today. This is, as everyone else has said, amazing. and so are you. (beautiful also, love the new pic). "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Gosh, its so nice reading you Gem and you are beautiful . . . This whole part got me, kinda like when you finally look at someone in a certain way and your entire world STOPS and you start to hear. (again) I saw in a pattern of his words tonight the look of his teeth as he laughed the last time, |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
My how you've grown! (poetically) Mind you, I know nothing about poetry...I just know (somehow) this is very, very good |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
I saw in a pattern of his words tonight the look of his teeth as he laughed the last time, that reminded me of the sharp intruder to my sleeping finger when tip toe-ing over blackberry arms in a skirt with layers like waves that caught, black upon black every footstep… Wow, this is powerful, Gemma. Love the way you're writing, Sweetie. Love your picture too. Your hair is getting so long and pretty. Hope you're doing well, Hon. Hugs, Ethel |
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