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Note for general consumption? Is it new, YES it is. 100!
Note for chip..to be honest, I haven't got the feel yet for your writing, so DQ'ed myself from anything further.
I loved the first two lines
and then you lost me. Is line 3 right? I was at sea after:( x
sorry you got lost at sea, friday :D
jerichos(oes?) - the rose of jericho, a desert plant that shrivels and dries, rolls and tumbles across the desert till it finds water, then greens and opens in hours... so a bit of a play on making roses bloom for her
the rest, well, i'll pm you my intentions with it. it's up to people what they make of it as it stands here at the moment. i don't think you're alone, though, in finding i'm not communicating it clearly enough. x
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These lines I loved 'counted grains of sand
named each a world' then got as lost as anyone until it was explained and of course it falls into place then, although I am reading 'painted a vortex on her soul'
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Sweet!
Jeez chippy
I am perplexed. Sometimes you leave my brain in the dust. Thread this and tell us what you are getting at. I am confuse-alated.
I already voted
these two lines are confusing as hell:
to glitter in her desert
fooled jerichos the rains had come
Lovely!
Oh CB... I find this poem to be completely lovely!! I confess, I'm unclear whether I have treasured-up the meaning in your words that you intended, but after reading your comment on the Jericho rose I will share what I have found:
A flower created somewhat cruelly perhaps? For in its endless searching/swirling (the vortex on her sole), they often come up empty, finding only a mirage in what they thought was live-giving rain. "A bird upon her throat, with hope", that feathered thing. :)
So beautiful in its unfolding, I'm captivated! Alas, I must now find my paintbrush and finish up my art project for class this evening. (Painting a pair of canvas shoes, ach... I'm so uninspired!)
I'd much rather spend my day swirling in words!!
~softsmile
The wonderful thing about reading back over you poems
is discovering things I loved the first time and was too dumfounded to speak
thankyou, harry. means a lot :) i only just found this. it'd be good if we got notification.
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