Reach for hopeful moments
where the light shall rise from ash,
where wallows in the perfect day
delight as glowings match,
where meanings come with ribbons,
where whispers wink like toys,
where hand cups catch the pennies
from a wish bridge over joyed.
Stand beneath this sun barrage
in drips of coppered wet,
as beauty flips the world into
two hands that reach but yet,
these memory trickled ringlets
surround the sense of when,
soft tingles of those moments
singe in harmony again.
Author notes
I have about ten different titles twirling around for this piece...
ranging from the simply silly (Day-Glo)
through the cliched (Morning After)
to the crass (So Good - So Bad - So Long)
... Heads or Tails?
Twee Me Once and Twee Me Twice Then..(sing along now)
Think I'll let it sit a bit.
Feel free to add your own suggestions...
Written February 24th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- All winners (invitation only) by leannewales.
500 points, ended March 2, 2005, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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I don't at all envy you the task, leanne... truly a monumental undertaking! (which explains why I always take the chicken's way out and simply contribute my points to contests I believe in AND don't have to judge. lol)
Best of luck to you, my dear and thank you for your oh so kind comments. It is indeed a write that is close to my heart.
hugs,
Jane
Edited on Feb 28, 5:59 p.m. because 'thoughts got ahead of my fingers'. -
brilliant!...your terminology is practically mouthwatering!....I really loved this...every word....it strikes me now as I read this...what a stupid idea it was to have a contest for all people who have won trophies from me....I'll never be able to !%$* judge it!!...fabulous entry...thank you!....leanne xxx
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lovechop - What an absolutely appealing name! My words, as always, thrive under your eyes. So glad to hear you are again full of life's juices.
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Jesus woman, how is it you improve with every writing? Dang I am jealous. This is fantastic. Gave me this feeling of dreamy joy, waiting, poised to burst out! It so matches my mood lately. I am going to take this one to my wall and make it an anthem for the times. You lovechop, are officially my second favorite modern poet!
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Dear Jane,
I am sorry that, just at this time, with visitors, house guests and so many arrangements to make, I have no time for commenting on your poem. I hope you will understand and promise to start catching up on your next ones as soon as possible.
Love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
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good point, wallyrust. I guess I got word processor lazy.
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Included in the scope of what we all call "poetry" is the vibrant use of language, to include all aspects of grammar. I think you have an excellent grasp of language and your poem has a nice rhythm to it. I question the Caps at all but the last line in each stanza. I could see no logical reason for that. It made this reader look for an ending on each line as I read it the first time.
Other than that, I truly enjoyed the piece.
Wally -
great
This was a good wirteing job,i hope you write more of this because I really like the flow..........................................blessed be -
great
this is such a beatuful piece........the wordings are weaved wonderfully..... I trully enjoyed reading this intersting piece of yours.........
Keep on Writing
Gothic Angel
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excellent m'lady
This is beautiful. So subtle in it's approach to the subject that the reader is left to draw his own conclusions about those tingly moments. The wording and form are superb. The images brought to mind are just divine.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
ps. Wishing...well
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