_fire burns as an exhale_ élan vital is the vital force or impulse of life
There's a gypsy that taunts me,
haunts me to awakening revival,
wandering & aimless in stillness heart of crystalline titanium spirited garden of lofty lavender, uneasy dreams, condors and butterflies fly amidst poisons within imploding star, breasts heave heavily and dream
in this fire that burns as an exhale
translucent cobalt blue in its scope, far off lands like cotton candy embers heard the heat of drums & magical flutes photosynthesis of atomic rainbows whirling mazes loom overhead snowflakes burst to flames, restless doves coo urgency seasons scheme to proselyte foreigners in hasty slow motion, authentic sighs took a long naked drag, reluctantly see me as a stranger the soul nods, subtly concurs, thoughts overcame this paradox
Ah, cotton candy embers, snowflakes bursting to flames...heaving breasts...you know I love that stuff Mrs.R :) This is such a vivid and vibrant piece, colourful, imaginative, and full of emotion, doled out in equal measures of rawness and subtlety...the whole thing is one long naked drag...this is definitely a favourite...like I said, it's just so deep and evocative...the whole thing has a kaleidoscopic feel to it...anyways I won't go on too much more cuz I want to get this review in quick...I'm still reveling in this one though.....again, this is definitely one of your more vibrant pieces, just full of life and dancing and good things...love it :) xo
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
I noticed you included the heaving breasts, yes. ;) I'm pretty sure I was in a gypsy in my past li.. read moreI noticed you included the heaving breasts, yes. ;) I'm pretty sure I was in a gypsy in my past life, it was probably not the best or easiest of life, but the freedom always enticed me. Thanks so much, glad you found the dance within my sweet friend. :) xo
10 Years Ago
Haha You know I couldn't resist that reference Mrs.R ;) I think you were too...they love to dance of.. read moreHaha You know I couldn't resist that reference Mrs.R ;) I think you were too...they love to dance of course, and you definitely had my imagination dancing with this one my sweet :) xo
"spirited garden of lofty lavender" floating butterflies and a gypsy named Frieda dancing with unfettered freedom in "elan vital"... beautiful Frieda, I think you always danced best in "cobalt blue" with "cooing doves"... I think I will sigh now...
Wow...Whimsical beautey comes to mind. This is definitely a new favorite of mine. Atomic rainbows! Every line paints an incredible picture. The images created by each line come to life so wonderfully. I will read this one many times. thanks
And would this taunting gypsy perhaps be dancing along inside of you dear? I feel like part of your soul longs to wander, like the gypsies do, and that is what makes your poetry so ethereal, you wander in spirit.
foreigners in hasty slow motion,
Loved the paradox in this line. Hasty slow motion sounds like it would be fun to watch.
My grandmother used to threaten me with giving me to the gypsies when I misbehaved. Then I saw the original The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and got the hots for the gypsy woman, Esmerelda, and decided that maybe gypsies would be OK : )
" intoxicating perfume'd desire" indeed! (Note you need to drop the "e" to use the ' there, don"t you?)
Well written, you gypsy savage!
OMG I am like 95% gypsy, 1% monkey and 4% half human, half mermaid. I love how gypsies have so much freedom, it fascinates me. This is superb! You held my attention from start I finish. A gorgeous, gorgeous poem. xoxo
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..