embracing you

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
with warm embrace
silence spoke a million words
through eyes that wept,
then swept away the laughter.

everyday I search my wisdom
wanting merciful words
of revelation.
quiet seems much wiser,
as soulish windows
piercing,
penetrate your devastation.

you shared the fear
that hides behind
your mascarading smile.

calculated words seem foolish,
trying to answer Solomon
questions.

necklines wet with salty raindrops,
an ocean flood of sorrow,
mingled now
to sooth each others
sadness.

remembering a moment sought
to chase away the darkness--
years ago with
stubborn hearts,
our pms erupted 'til we quarreled...
you hit the brakes...
french silk pie went flying...
we laughed until our eyes were crying.

finially, the words were found.

we talked about that time,
laughed again until we cried,
dried the tears,
and sought the years,
that stilled our troubled hearts.

when tomorrow comes
malignancy
still stares at your reflection,

I may not have the forsight
to settle our confusion,
but arms to hold you,
instilling peace,
with heart that loves you dearly
we'll walk your darkest hour.
~~~~~~~~~~~~

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WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
very nice b.b.

but I didn't really get into until the fifth stanza that starts with necklines wet with salty raindrops. It's a good poem. Each poem of yours is getting better and better.

*No longer using the thermometer.

jd4georgejd4georgeover 19 years ago
Don't fear tinkering

for as a poet trims his words, his voice begins to be heard. There's something wonderful here, just waiting for you to free it.

BlueskyBeautyBlueskyBeautyover 19 years agoAuthor
clean up!

i see that finally is spelt wrong!

i'll trim some back..well i'll try..lol

TathagataTathagataover 19 years ago
This is

a much more mature poem than you would have written 3 months ago.

the work is paying off

: )

Keep it up

tarablackwood22tarablackwood22over 19 years ago
your poem

has been mentioned in Tuesday's reviews.

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