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Morning Mist
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Morning Mist |
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nedj Member
since 2006-06-23
Posts 87Oregon USA 
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~ Morning Mist ~ Into the dawn two hearts are beating slowly, softly almost touching. Around each heart a body's breathing and in it's grasp another's sleeping. Arms and legs and other things from each into the pot are thrown and in the pot they're mixed until they form one body mind and soul. And then light comes so eyes can see and skin can feel and noses smell the early morning lover's scent the last residual of the night. Stirring human shapes emerge as from united sleep they rise. The solar surgeon's knife has come to separate the Siamese twins. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Dear Ned, this is very beautiful and touches me especially because I have just written the last line of a poem that speaks of this oneness too. But it is much more surreal than yours probably! I fear I am addicted to the intangible, the ethereal, the abstract.... not always though! It depends ... Thank you anyway for your comment on my "Parting", which I highly appreciated. I love your concreteness. This is a very intense write. Love, Margherita  |
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nedj Member
since 2006-06-23
Posts 87Oregon USA |
I have to laugh, because this poem was written years before I ever even thought specifically about concreteness. Only later was it called to my attention and by then, like you, I had become more than a little addicted to abstractions. To be honest, I had never realized just how concrete this--and now that I think of it others of that era--actually were. But I confess it was totally unconscious at the time. :-) I think that the reason so many poets are given to etherial words is because they were so popular in the literature that came before. We came to think that if you don't write like that, it can't be very good. But we don't live in the 19th century, and science isn't the only realm of human endeavor that has progressed since then. Thanks, as always, for your kind words and thoughts. You have a lovely heart in which I love to bathe. Love, Ned A poem's just a poet in a word. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ned I like the sensual feel to this...it is like swirling of the mist....an artist molding something from nothing. |
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nedj Member
since 2006-06-23
Posts 87Oregon USA |
Martie: I've got to post another one that fits your description even better. :-) In fact, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were talking about it instead. It's now posted as "Summit." A poem's just a poet in a word. [This message has been edited by nedj (06-26-2006 04:56 PM).] |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Just bounced this up a bit as I think it deserves more readers. martyjo |
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nedj Member
since 2006-06-23
Posts 87Oregon USA |
It was one of my first, before I started collecting fans. :-) Thanks. A poem's just a poet in a word. |
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Cari07 Junior Member
since 2006-06-28
Posts 33Missouri, US of A |
Very very beautiful. Not what I first thought you were talking about though. I loved it. |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
This is a wonderful work. Very much enjoyed the read. Sheli The artist is nothing without the gift, |
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