Open Poetry #39 |
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blow the bloody trees down |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia ![]() |
Blow the bloody trees down, leaves and all! Sudden gale force winds spew autumn handfuls of gold onto barren open ground, soaked with goodbye tears. Your heart shield ~soft gold~ calling my name first in love then in shame shame on me protecting rejecting, the ambered gift of me. Blow the bloody trees to the corners of the globe, for I care not whether trees collapse today; this heart has done just so with a bilious blow of words and winter has set in while I was still believing it to be Spring. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Couldn't believe the title, dear Kacy! I perceive this as a powerful description of a sort of black out of the heart's glow. I feel so cold right now, this makes it easier to understand. Love and hugs. Margherita ![]() |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Thank you Margherita, for your kind reply. I am OK now. Yes, it was a total blackout. |
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