Second stanza, actually what inspired me to write this, was not written
by me but another sweet friend & lovely poet who prefers to remain
anonymous, many heartfelt thanks, you know who you are! x
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Oh, oh, oh.....a poem reminiscent of Shakespeare himself, Frieda. Whomever wrote that second verse really inspired you! Your words are "resplendent golden ribbons" in this one. Dreamy romance, incredible imagery, and that photo to accompany your words....sizzling! Great work. Lydi**
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Woo, Shakespeare in the same breath as mine, you're too kind! Thanks, jazzed you enjoyed Lydi.
A most intriguing work Mrs.R...I'm not even sure what to say about it haha The act of writing on a lover, especially with the writing tools you suggest, has long been considered a sensual act...I'm surprised it isn't written about more, but that makes your evocations all the more significant...you razz me for getting Shakespearean at times, but the writer of the middle verse has me trumped in that aspect...it's wonderfully written, as are your bits, but I've never written literally in that style...have you ever noticed that? haha ;P Great work as always :)
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
First off Benji, I'm so jazzed you liked my bits, haha...and now that you brought the Shakespearean .. read moreFirst off Benji, I'm so jazzed you liked my bits, haha...and now that you brought the Shakespearean thing to my attention, what's up with that? Life is strange no? ;-) Thanks muchly my friend. x
11 Years Ago
Haha yes, it is strange ;) Always a pleasure my dear...xo
11 Years Ago
I think after you're done with that droopy fur lady you should conquer that Lol ;-P x
and so the poet was born... tween day and night... while humanity was sleeping ...the oceans a vessel to carry him/her back across the earth again and by the winds to fly back up to highest peek... reaching into the sky ..gathering brother and sister stars...never longing ...never far from home. You take me there every time you write upon my soul and I never tire of hearing about dear father Moon or mother Sun.You are BEAUTIFUL even when you are shroud in tears.
Frieda, this is truly a wonderful poem, inspired by a friend... my thanks to both of you. this has been a fantasy of mine, to write a poem on the back of my lover... to express in soft and gentle touches the way she makes me feel, I used to write words and she would try and guess what I was writing, it was deeply sensual and drew us closer somehow but it was finger tips only.. your poem reminds me of how much two can share and how touch is one of the many ways that is expressed... and the 2nd verse, with so much longing.. beautifully done Frieda... be well, ~~redzone
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
You are truly a romantic soul Curtis, I remember a time when I used to do that too, must be a lover'.. read moreYou are truly a romantic soul Curtis, I remember a time when I used to do that too, must be a lover's thing...thanks so much for your gracious review.
The flow of language here is wonderful, Frieda, a different cadence than your usual, but it works beautifully.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thanks Rita, just where the muse took me after I read that stanza, glad you enjoyed....I didn't even.. read moreThanks Rita, just where the muse took me after I read that stanza, glad you enjoyed....I didn't even know I had a cadence ;-)
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..