Open Poetry #39 |
Divorce |
secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Litanies in Time Thunder’s cadence.... Windy specters tumbling past... dirty panes and broken promises in Time’s attic... Where I can no longer taste the sunlight!.... She has left seasons without flavor and morning stifling in the dust! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
well described |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
And you can choose to stay there or walk into the light and clear breezes. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
yes strong leaves no doubt... she's gone |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
"seasons without flavor and morning stifling in the dust" Well-imaged. The taste of dust comes with the end of good things. This is well done. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
You impart your emotions very well here... strong imagery. I am moved to note the cycle of life...not as cliche, but as an honest opening for change. Dust is the essence of what was, blown freely across the earth...it is how we became, it is what we become. It is the nourishment for what comes next. Packed lots of zing in your few words! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writiing...James |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
I agree with James! nice writing indeed! Be well Roniece |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
sad! and sad! |
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