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[aid] => mick
[title] => Poetess
[time] => 2007-01-04 06:57:27
[hometext] => for the girls............
[bodytext] =>
In the words dressed in whispers
between lines of thought and text,
she sits among the pauses
wondering what she’ll write of next.
Quill fluttering like a peregrine
as it arcs across the sky,
she glimpses ideas forming
in the corner of her eye.
Hereto more than just the shadows
of a raft of memories lost,
for she scratches out the remnants
of a culture's vast bequest.
And so birthed upon the pages
are the signs and symbols formed,
by a muse singing the virtues
of the ages, freshly turned.
In the phrases cloaked in finery
between the spaces and the lines,
there she sits in frozen wonder
marvelling at the words divine.
Now laying pen aside with paper
she basks in sweet delight,
as the remnants of her musings
take their leave, into the night.
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Poetess
Contributed by
spike
on
Thursday, 4th January 2007 @ 06:57:27 AM in AEST
Topic:
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In the words dressed in whispers
between lines of thought and text,
she sits among the pauses
wondering what she’ll write of next.
Quill fluttering like a peregrine
as it arcs across the sky,
she glimpses ideas forming
in the corner of her eye.
Hereto more than just the shadows
of a raft of memories lost,
for she scratches out the remnants
of a culture's vast bequest.
And so birthed upon the pages
are the signs and symbols formed,
by a muse singing the virtues
of the ages, freshly turned.
In the phrases cloaked in finery
between the spaces and the lines,
there she sits in frozen wonder
marvelling at the words divine.
Now laying pen aside with paper
she basks in sweet delight,
as the remnants of her musings
take their leave, into the night.
Copyright ©
spike
... [
2007-01-04 06:57:27]
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Re: Poetess
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by PhantomVampyress on
Thursday, 4th January 2007 @ 11:19:10 AM AEST
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wow this is beautifully written..
the stanzas are wonderful and the wording just flows so nicely!!
I especially love the ending line .. awesome job
vampyress Jenni |
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Re: Poetess
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by shelby on
Thursday, 4th January 2007 @ 01:50:58 PM AEST
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Lovely, a beautiful tale you penned here.
~Michelle~ |
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Re: Poetess
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 11th January 2007 @ 04:41:51 PM AEST
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Another master's write from my favorite bard. I'm fondly anticipating October, Spike. Git ready fer a recital performance with me. Really enjoyed this piece.
wabl
KenMoore
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Re: Poetess
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by Eternal_Dreamer on
Sunday, 14th January 2007 @ 08:56:44 PM AEST
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Beautifully crafted through the magic of your pen dearest Spike. You are such a gentleman and each write you produce is evidence of how highly skilled and talented you are. I thoroughly enjoyed this. A pleasure as always. Rock on Spike~
love n hugs from ur fan/friend,
dreamer |
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Re: Poetess
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 14th January 2007 @ 09:26:58 PM AEST
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Hey .. have you been peering over my shoulder, whilst at the
writing table, you bad boy you?? lol
That last stanza is breathtaking, spike. I can imagine her sitting there
in all her glory, so soft and delicate, just as this write. Truly a thing
of beauty, dearest poet. As a sculpter who molds timeless art,
so too, do you create masterful works with ink and parchment
as your clay. Excellent work, spikerdoodle.
~Breezy |
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Re: Poetess
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by Silent-No-More on
Friday, 19th January 2007 @ 11:47:23 PM AEST
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Forgive my delay in commenting here, Spikito (or, anywhere on your page for that matter). My mind has been suffering from a horrid inability to process anything poetic for a while... *siiiiiiiiiiiiigh*.
Ah, but this... is wonderful. As so often occurs when I come to your page, I find myself impressed by what you've set upon the page and the nuances that exist within it as well. Oh, there are some fine lines here (that seem, I'll boldly admit, to cry out to me!). I was beaming quite broadly by the time I made it to "there she sits among the pauses", for example. 'Tis the first and last two stanzas that I adore the most, I think (though some part of me then pauses to look at the others and then wishes to include them as well).
I love the essence of this... it's reflection on a moment... the keen observation of what that moment was for her. And I must tell you --- I absolutely LOVE that you've somehow managed to pull something remarkable off here. You've noted the all of it --- not just the words (and words alone ARE extraordinary)... but the pauses... the spaces... the soaring and the falling in... the experience... and the utter pleasure derived from the same. If I could ask you two questions, without hesitation I tell you that they would be 1) how on earth did you do that and 2) would you please do it again? (and again and again... *wink*).
Love this, Spikito!!!
~Snem |
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Re: Poetess
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by Keilantra on
Sunday, 21st January 2007 @ 10:54:56 AM AEST
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i actually turned of my music to read this one. you know. A very beautiful and thought out read. And naturally, it touches me somewhere deep.
Impressive, as usual.
xXx
~kei |
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Re: Poetess
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by Keilantra on
Sunday, 21st January 2007 @ 11:02:15 AM AEST
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i actually turned of my music to read this one. you know. A very beautiful and thought out read. And naturally, it touches me somewhere deep.
Impressive, as usual.
xXx
~kei |
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