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mist and wind |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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you drink cappuccino without me where we once ravaged green hills gates then, were not an option i believed wool scarves were worn by eyes of wet summers soaring soaring soaring… with white imperfections which to me, was your love, melting into my heart slipping your warm fingers into my ribs building bridges as far as one could perceive you couldn’t see that far, i suppose & shifted in my arms i bled a chaotic human real reason why heaven turned into the longest hell on earth i, covered in banshee echoes & ice clad silence with northern wind nights where wolves lie waiting devouring the dead last vegetable patch of hope on a winter’s night lays it’s eggs on my flesh, channeling through my house there was light veining through one small window of dimentia midnight, crying for your love, like a virgin bride betrayed by other women who knew you as the green man of harvest tithe roaming in decade-long hibernation and the blood of forever midnight now… i keep that far away stare, close to heart with challenging thoughts, silent… i’ve learned society drenches bright desires like a match in a gasoline line keeping vigil over my path where i pretend to oversleep forsaking anyone’s arms that autumn haze which says “look but don’t touch” wears a comely face and i know when to put up my shutters strong like bull who knows how to use her horns with a carnage of ferocity simple truth, lives for all that lost objects especially those who free themselves in latter years with fleetest foot & magic whispering in our ears i wear time like a brother’s love which is kind to me and finds it’s place and have learned not get excited until a thing has come and passed |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ, Those are the difficulties of life. Have a good day.  |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
you couldn’t see that far, i suppose & shifted in my arms sighing..know the feel of this~~ nice, as always, to read you  M |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Always, always, amazing images, and your poetry reveals the gentle quality of your spirit that I have had the good fortune to hear in your lovely voice. This? "last vegetable patch of hope on a winter’s night lays it’s eggs on my flesh, channeling" could only be topped by this: "midnight, crying for your love, like a virgin bride betrayed by other women who knew you as the green man of harvest tithe" Every poem of yours is like a goody bag of phrases, and each line could inspire a work of its own. I must resist the urge to steal....  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"that autumn haze which says “look but don’t touch” wears a comely face" Your poems are always a joy. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"i’ve learned society drenches bright desires like a match in a gasoline line" brilliant line |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
You are indeed a joy to read Lee!!! Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
This poem tells of a great weight on the spirit of the writer And that she seeks ways to remove it. It is a dead weight.... But I believe that this poem is like a lever... "i bled a chaotic human real reason why heaven turned into the longest hell on earth i, covered in banshee echoes & ice clad silence with northern wind nights where wolves lie waiting devouring the dead" As I read down the stanzas, I felt that weight increase. "midnight, crying for your love, like a virgin bride betrayed by other women..." So much so that she eventualy shrunk into the only place she could find solace in...herself... "keeping vigil over my path where i pretend to oversleep forsaking anyone’s arms" The lever I spoke of earlier comes into play now,what it needed was a fulcrum....to me, this stanza is that point of leverage.. (and to me, the most powerful lines in the poem) "simple truth, lives for all that lost objects: The last stanza seems to be one of relief... Anyway, LeeJ, I may be way off in what I think it says...But That does not take away the pleasure I gained while reading it....  ____ ___ice/ford ><> |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
powerful writing Lee, always I love the way your words make me think and ponder. Hugs YOU. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
with white imperfections which to me, was your love, melting into my heart slipping your warm fingers into my ribs building bridges as far as one could perceive white imperfections--terrific word choice! That's just one of many I could pull up! Your imagery soars, LeeJ. misc |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Dear LeeJ, I read your poem as per Ford's translation thereof. Once again you pleasure the reader as only you can. Thank you. Helen |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
I agree with all the comments above, and have said many times, your use of words is far beyond the imagination of the best of poets, and it flows so freely from you. Incredible Liz "I wear time like a brother’s love which is kind to me and finds it’s place" How soothing! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This poem knows many things... and you know that it will be kept close... because it's a  " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
The lessons in life surely are not easy to digest at times, but you capture vigilance and self-protection well in this poem with the value ouf hindsight in one's life. Strength shines through your words. The poem itself is a joy to read and has wonderful depth in metaphor and emotion. There are a couple of sentences that seem to be missing a word in the typing, but I am so glad I read this. ~ Karen ~ |
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