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icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2005-04-21 11:01 PM

...the shadow tongues of memory
reach inside the imagery
drifting through awareness
in the evening's early mist.

...it is only in my memory,
that touch,
the touch of heat shared
between two souls,
the shock,
of joining in an instant’s unexpected fire,
of being kissed...

...most of my days rolled slowly
from dawn’s birth
into each evening’s sweet oblivion
without counting,
weeks
then months
then years slipped by.

...love
forgotten on these trails
necessitated by survival,
life,
or what passed for life,
had to be invented
to give color to a shadow world
wherein love’s meaning found refuge,
refusing
to be denied.

...often
I do imagine taste and scent,
time spent,
its passing discounted,
for where love builds
time has no real capital
in the heart’s affairs,
nor memories
of the soul’s hopes abandoned
safely locked inside.

©2005 by icebox

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

1 posted 2005-04-21 11:08 PM

you write with such depth - such talent - and I find this one particularly moving -

Susan

If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . .

Nightshade

Member Patricius

since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

2 posted 2005-04-21 11:13 PM

Agreeing fully with Susan here.
hugs, Chris

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
~Carl Sandburg

icebox
Member Elite

since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

3 posted 2005-04-21 11:28 PM

You both are very generous. Thank you.

MGROVES

Member Elite

since 2004-02-01

Posts 3802
california

4 posted 2005-04-22 01:09 AM

wimsical words of wisdom~
a wise soul with thoughts of deep~
quenching thirst of knowledge~

i admire your you~

My spirit will rise
above the sea~
There will be no drowning
of my soul or me~

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

5 posted 2005-04-22 01:12 AM

icebox

"...it is only in my memory,
that touch,
the touch of heat shared
between two souls,
the shock,
of joining in an instant’s unexpected fire,
of being kissed..."

Memory can be so loud, yet so soft.

"love’s meaning found refuge,
refusing
to be denied."

it is not easy to deny love....it sticks and is forever.

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

6 posted 2005-04-22 08:35 AM

dang! i love this!

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

7 posted 2005-04-22 08:53 AM

tried to hightlight a favorite line, sentence paragraph, yet each and every word fit perfectly into the visuals you so apty delievered, and this entire poem, is a master piece, especailly fond of this....

...love
forgotten on these trails
necessitated by survival,
life,
or what passed for life,
had to be invented
to give color to a shadow world
wherein love’s meaning found refuge,
refusing
to be denied

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

8 posted 2005-04-22 09:15 AM

icebox,
The ice cream of your poem has a fine flavor. Enjoyed

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

9 posted 2005-04-22 09:31 AM

"...love
forgotten on these trails
necessitated by survival,
life,
or what passed for life,
had to be invented
to give color to a shadow world
wherein love’s meaning found refuge,
refusing
to be denied."

makes it so difficult.

but you know that.

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

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