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Debris
Contributed by
spike
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Sunday, 17th January 2010 @ 05:35:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I loved her in the season of her days;
time was, the warmth of her smile
outlasted her chill disposition,
and the flowering of her mind overlaid
the autumnal solitudes.
earthy, yes - feet of clay but
layered to richness. solid ground
bordered by treacherous sinkholes,
needing a map to know where to stand:
then the upheavals, and all was new again.
she rained
on my dream,
froze me out;
whipped me raw with scorn.
and when her desert encroached
I begged for cooling shade.
but she was more moon than sun,
and the trajectory of her phases
cast equal shadow and light,
till it was all so predictable.
I matched her transit until
other bodies stole my attention
but I miss that deeper pull,
the one that makes you, One.
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spike
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2010-01-17 05:35:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Debris
(User Rating: 1 ) by JakerBaker88 on
Saturday, 17th April 2010 @ 09:34:28 PM AEST (User
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I was surprised that nobody had reviewed this poem yet. It's simply beautiful. The imagery as well as the emotion that comes through is brilliant. Truly a remarkable piece here. My favorite line, "other bodies stole my attention but I miss that deeper pull, the one that makes you, One."
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