"glimspsed a prism/in the eye of devotion". Frieda this sent me on a multi-colored adventure, these words. Cause a prism separates light into all the colors and in the way you use, or as I see it, gives rise to many and perhaps all possibilities that a love could give or promise. All the feelings that allow us to appreciate and cherish each other.
And then you hit us with the last 2 lines, that it was lost in the reality of the way most loves are illusion. This cloudburst that floods our hearts with pain. I love your poem Frieda and I know that until I die I would always look for the cloud burst to nurish rather than destroy. Also partial to those untamed desire's exquisite kisses. Oh yes indeed.. ;0) or, in the words of bumbblenoodle, jazzed flip flops 10000/1000 prisms and twice as many snap, snap, twirls... phew now I'm dizzy... but Frieda it was worth it. ~~redzone
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Love where this took you Curt...jazz'd you were dizzy, that made my day dear friend, you humble me a.. read moreLove where this took you Curt...jazz'd you were dizzy, that made my day dear friend, you humble me always with your kind words.
Beautiful lines through and through the prizm of feathered hope and zephyred joy. Passibilities are multi-colored as feelings are multi-layered. Excellent...:)..............
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Grazie mille Sami, sorry for the late response, seems the cafe likes to mess with my alerts, jazz'd .. read moreGrazie mille Sami, sorry for the late response, seems the cafe likes to mess with my alerts, jazz'd you enjoyed. :)
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No problem. You are welcome muchly...:)................
"glimspsed a prism/in the eye of devotion". Frieda this sent me on a multi-colored adventure, these words. Cause a prism separates light into all the colors and in the way you use, or as I see it, gives rise to many and perhaps all possibilities that a love could give or promise. All the feelings that allow us to appreciate and cherish each other.
And then you hit us with the last 2 lines, that it was lost in the reality of the way most loves are illusion. This cloudburst that floods our hearts with pain. I love your poem Frieda and I know that until I die I would always look for the cloud burst to nurish rather than destroy. Also partial to those untamed desire's exquisite kisses. Oh yes indeed.. ;0) or, in the words of bumbblenoodle, jazzed flip flops 10000/1000 prisms and twice as many snap, snap, twirls... phew now I'm dizzy... but Frieda it was worth it. ~~redzone
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Love where this took you Curt...jazz'd you were dizzy, that made my day dear friend, you humble me a.. read moreLove where this took you Curt...jazz'd you were dizzy, that made my day dear friend, you humble me always with your kind words.
the old school trash can, tall thin paneled lines down and up again its sides,
Full of primitive, for my life is,
I am primitive
Primitive focus now white oak coiled pressed shavings , a bed sharing the sun with
Cashmere char grey cat,Silent sensitive asleep, Home.
Oh to sleep so, but it is cold.
I need
I need those shavings to start the fire in the wood stove.
Primitive Transparent Need.
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An enchanting response lee.....thanks for always sharing your quirky thoughts.
Did you hear that, Yes? It was me sighing because of this magnificent poetry. I love reading your poetry, especially when all I can do is lie in bed because I'm ill, aha. I really loved this one, Frieda and the picture is stunning. xo
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You know I always love a sigh from you sweet pea, thanks muchly. xo
What can I say...sigh. This one has a bouyancy to it. It lifts you up as if youre in the basket of a hot air balloon...and you peer back down through clear skies to see the world below. Maybe its just my Monday mailase and your words make me want to float away. Lol... beautiful hun. ;-)
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Oh I love the hot air balloon analogy...almost went there, great minds and all that jazz. ;-) Yeah M.. read moreOh I love the hot air balloon analogy...almost went there, great minds and all that jazz. ;-) Yeah Monday, nuff said haha Grazie mille Red.
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..