Breathe into life Exhale to death fall softly onto purple pillow
Sapphire blue beneath the innocence of white robes Purist Egyptian gold overlay; Fire torches blazing Bound to altar of the night
Masked men of Anubis Tall and mighty stand ready waiting
One draws near the gleaming blade of his spear, hovering over my heart Be it death Be it Now
No fear, a sick sense of liberation, time to move on, move up Drive your murderous gleaming blade into my heart; set me free.
I am not of this world, merely in it...
A gentle hum hum humming ears vibrating rainful sounds of soothing waterfall a waterfall, which hides a cave a cave which homes Shaman Woman A shaman woman Giving life to her granddaughter.
Pools of blue and streams of white light It'll be okay dear, you've made it. No faces, just voices recognition of the heart Eyes close mind drifts
I loved this Jessi.....everything....1st the style....free and easy with each stanza cascading into the next.....effortlessly...then the colorful, vivid images that crack like a whip (just seemed appropriate to use)...You made it so easy for the reader to see and feel and understand where the purple pillow fits and why. But the line that will stay with me and sums up this write perfectly as well as ties it all together:
I am not of this world, merely in it....whew! How true
not always of course, but hard to find our way home when we don't know where or how we fit...
The next stanza as well is as good as it gets...terrifically crafted and narrated
great write, Jessi
saved in Library,
allen
This one really touches upon the differences I envisage with every word and thought you express. Your colors and seasons - even your night sounds are not mine. But I appreciate them.
So many thoughts rushing through my mind. The hist... Accurate historical references (always a delight), the form and style, the imagry, the story, the issues raised. You have created a saphire
I loved this Jessi.....everything....1st the style....free and easy with each stanza cascading into the next.....effortlessly...then the colorful, vivid images that crack like a whip (just seemed appropriate to use)...You made it so easy for the reader to see and feel and understand where the purple pillow fits and why. But the line that will stay with me and sums up this write perfectly as well as ties it all together:
I am not of this world, merely in it....whew! How true
not always of course, but hard to find our way home when we don't know where or how we fit...
The next stanza as well is as good as it gets...terrifically crafted and narrated
great write, Jessi
saved in Library,
allen
I love to speak my mind. My words are rough and pretty raw.
I get overwhelmed by life pretty easily, but love to push myself and see just how much I can take in.
I'm here to learn, to grow, to e.. more..