AH such keen thrill
to this cold,
this ice in my bones
I run through the house naked
a flying queen in snow cloak
to stand skin first
pressed against fire
I squeal with
life biting
it
sucks me closer….
Like old love
yesterday moments that should remain buried
but are not quite dead
and bitterness that masks rusty pain
that masks desire
that masks yearning
love of self…
a winter growth, green shoots, un seen.
BUT for now I lay him underneath the coals
and raise my arms in supplication
to my god
of fire, skin and soul
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Thanks! feels good to be appreciated!
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What an abstract you’ve painted and coupled with an image here…still pondering this one…it has a ribbon through it that throws me off a tad…more serious than your usual playful writes. xo
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yes…a girl i know in the local are just published a book and the main character was based on a man I have known for 20 years and was a very intense part of my life for a little while…so the bite of the cold and the bite of the past seemed to hit at the same time…. i think there is more poetry to write on the topic!
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You are pure awesome, and don’t ever let yourself (or anyone else) trick you into thinking otherwise. Besides, you look delectable flitting around in nothing but that snow-queen cloak. 🙂
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you!! such a strangely warm thing this garb of mine! my warmth is often found in comments like yours, beautiful star baby
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Same to you, Mother Moon. 🙂 So glad to have found this blog.
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Ooooohhh…. shivers…. love this…. xxxxxxxx
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Oh I LOVE that you love xxx
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Wh-Wh-H-How do you come up with such imaginative posts? No offence, but I think I had better stop reading your blog Ms. Silver Poetry, cuz I believe I am falling in love – with your writing style…Second thoughts, I think I had better keep reading until the end of time – just to be sure!
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yes keep reading, and hopefully your love will be never be satisfied and your heart will burn and yearn for more! 🙂
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lovely, inspiring, and as usual…most delightful post. Your poetry is becoming quite the delightful addiction.
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well that is good news! if your going to have an addiction, poetry is a great one!! 😉 especially mine, feeding my own addiction to connect and impress!
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Verbal and images to fill our senses! This makes me wonder which came first…the painting or the poem. Love it.
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Thankyou deeply. The poems usually pour out, often unbidden…followed by a frantic search through ‘my pictures’ for a piece of art that hold something of a similar message x
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by the way, I love Jacaranda rain…but I couldn’t find a place to comment….I have probably looked past it 🙂
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wow!!! such a treat, an so brilliant…Glides along with teeth and feathers
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Thanks David….thats exactly right teeth and feathers…now there’s a poem!
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Marvelous! You are an awesome poet and artist.
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Thankyou Ryan xx
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Thankyou Ryan xx I have just been looking through your stuff! How prolific and interesting! I couldn’t see a place to comment anywhere! The flesh of the Muse looks fascinating xx
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Hey, I’ve tagged you in the Lucky 7 Meme (http://abolesundertaking.wordpress.com/2012/07/05/the-lucky-7-meme-en-pointe/), where you have the opportunity to share a section of your work in progress should you be interested!
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xxx Thanks a lot. You are now on my 7 things about me page!
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cool write esp like the picture to
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Thanks! I took the photo while the paint was still wet…sometimes a little impatient!
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Transported…you are wonderful.:) -Jennifer
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YOU are. Thankyou for the read, my goal is to transport people to wondrous places, it’s good to succeed from time to time xx
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this metaphor bulk beats veins. adoring spines who arch!!! BRILLIANT YOU!
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I was a bit torn between the beauty of the present and the tug of the not so beautiful past…then i realised it is all beautiful x
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dimensions with a crackle here and
there. . .
all is beauty indeed.
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agreed xxxx
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thank you for following. reaching out is half the battle.
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happiness is connection (for me) x
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Lovely. Lovely.
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thanks!!
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