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Celestial Womb
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Celestial Womb |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Celestial Womb In this light, my fingers slide into torn moments Feeling for sensations of life, molding a face onto night That I might see into truthful eyes the reality of darkness Surprise moves as a winter storm through my desert heart Silent as the drifts of sudden snow on dunes of molten gold Shifting my awareness to autumn winds, acute in the season Abandon of sinew and bone, to shed a costume of fate For I anticipate the birth of stars Within glows hot in summer sentiments Dreams whisk away, vacant of form or substance Only watermarks on sandstone cliffs, what was once Forged in the fires of destiny and history The cleave of garnet rivers carve deep and indelible A blueprint of fidelity and faith Searing the core with white flame, surging fuel to the trail And so, the stars are born, a seed in the eye of desire Cast upward to the open sky at night In this light, the journey is the pique of an oval moon Glowing red, purple and blue Showing signature, ambassador of creations theme Written on the black of an infinite canvas A thousand lanterns, each it’s own flame And all of one name, one night Within my reach the wand of fantasy Though I have not a doubt to seek A sense of greatness leaves a thumbprint on my brow For I have witnessed birth of stars somehow Copyright Kkh 06/05/06 |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The color of your poetry always becomes a rainbow of clarity... well done, Kathleen |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"For I anticipate the birth of stars" Oh! That's all I can say TD. I am awestruck, or maybe star struck. |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Td Few words make me stop and read them Words describe belief Words can not tell of you Words may be relief In our travels we ship on failing ships Decent ones travel Often us beneath Your words may seem chattel to those on poet's score When quantity and little words Matter more and more Dave |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This is a fantastic write, Kathleen. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Kathleen, may I borrow that wand? WOW! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Only watermarks on sandstone cliffs, what was once Forged in the fires of destiny and history" oh my, but I enjoyed this the wordflow washed over me |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"Within glows hot in summer sentiments Dreams whisk away, vacant of form or substance Only watermarks on sandstone cliffs, what was once Forged in the fires of destiny and history" WOW Indeed!! Love this verse. Great write TD. JL  |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
this is a fantastic kaleidoscope of words in color...celestial like in its vision. beautifully written! |
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StevenS Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945L. A. (Lower Alabama) |
Beautiful TD! :-) |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
And yet again your verse is born in delight of reading your words. "And so, the stars are born, a seed in the eye of desire Cast upward to the open sky at night" |
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