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Array ( [sid] => 137846 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Before You Went Nova [time] => 2007-10-15 15:15:24 [hometext] => The last thing I've written that I feel real about, I guess. I never quite got it back, with her. [bodytext] => I was told you are the ends of stars
or were:
all dirt and debris, uncertain blaze

but I had whittled you in small stone,
agate eyes, bone to bone.
Debris in a cloud at your feet and my fingers.

I said before: Come, darling.
You and I and steel to conquer silk
will lay your ribbons down.

I would take you coarse
and I would have you honest;
no silk frivols, preening lace,
but warm carved stone
swaying
clumsy diagonals on checkered marble.
May I this dance, white queen?
May I a waltz
on this our chessboard ballroom?

But after the colors fell,
quick cobalt flight, mauve in a following scream,
all sorts of ill-mannered truths—
the music stopped and you knelt helpless,
licked up torn red silk,
a snake’s tongue to bring out your eyes because you
were entirely eyes—
I, all sighs, shut mine, resigned.

Yes, if you still wonder,
I am the one who sent the bouquet of colors
on your doorstep today.
I am the one with half-slit eyes
and fingers lost, yes, still
tracing curves
in a memory of smooth white skin. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 663 [topic] => 48 [informant] => ShadowDaughter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Before You Went Nova

Contributed by ShadowDaughter on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 03:15:24 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I was told you are the ends of stars
or were:
all dirt and debris, uncertain blaze

but I had whittled you in small stone,
agate eyes, bone to bone.
Debris in a cloud at your feet and my fingers.

I said before: Come, darling.
You and I and steel to conquer silk
will lay your ribbons down.

I would take you coarse
and I would have you honest;
no silk frivols, preening lace,
but warm carved stone
swaying
clumsy diagonals on checkered marble.
May I this dance, white queen?
May I a waltz
on this our chessboard ballroom?

But after the colors fell,
quick cobalt flight, mauve in a following scream,
all sorts of ill-mannered truths—
the music stopped and you knelt helpless,
licked up torn red silk,
a snake’s tongue to bring out your eyes because you
were entirely eyes—
I, all sighs, shut mine, resigned.

Yes, if you still wonder,
I am the one who sent the bouquet of colors
on your doorstep today.
I am the one with half-slit eyes
and fingers lost, yes, still
tracing curves
in a memory of smooth white skin.



Copyright © ShadowDaughter ... [ 2007-10-15 15:15:24]
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Re: Before You Went Nova (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 04:03:24 PM AEST
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Goodness. I'm entirely certain that I have absolutely nothing... complete enough... to say (which makes one wonder what I'm doing here in your comment section, huh?).

I have always found you quite powerful on the page. And for the record, do certainly still. I've have, too, adored that your writes are somehow both raw and polished. It's an extraordinary combination, really. As are you, Nora.

*realizes that she said absolutely nothing specifically about the above piece*

.... I'll linger here with this one for a while, I think. It's... well, it's quite something, isn't it?


~Snem


Re: Before You Went Nova (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 15th October 2007 @ 10:17:58 PM AEST
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Nora, Nora.....my sweet sister, this piece was WOW..I miss your writes, the mystery, and the flow. I felt pretty lost in the colors of this write, there are so many lines, dear Nora, that I could say just held me, gripping me in the moment. Beautifully structured and written. Thank you for sharing.
Peace and hugs,
Laura


Re: Before You Went Nova (User Rating: 1 )
by inlovewithaladd on Monday, 22nd October 2007 @ 06:13:55 PM AEST
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you make me tiny.
you are the reason i read tons of bad poems all day... i'm looking for someone made of gold.
thank you.


Re: Before You Went Nova (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Wednesday, 24th October 2007 @ 06:09:01 AM AEST
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Lost for words...and certainly not the only reader to have been!

This has a wonderful finesse to it, and you knew just the right point to leave it so that the emotions in all their colours still dazzle through.

Truly amazing, engrossing work.

Dom


Re: Before You Went Nova (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Friday, 21st December 2007 @ 03:23:56 PM AEST
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Beautiful.




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