poetically pending
oak verses while
escorting the flags of love
to words' allusive tent,
imprints are randomly left with
care swimming on the pool of their senses
woven throughout the book of life, dreams
encompass descriptions with
astonishedly engulfed silence-
veils tapping against the window,
earshot obeying smoothly
raspberry evenings searching new meanings.
Author notes
This is a tribute to poetic weaver, if you haven't noticed... Well maybe it's kind of obscure, and it's rather about his poetry - we only talked once. If you know him, I bet you'll at least see the references.
Written August 26th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- AP Poets....Let's get to know them! by Celticmoon.
300 points, ended September 1, 2005, 2 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Glad you liked it, Timothy
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Thanks!
I adore this piece, you made me feel so special, and captured some of the pieces within me, and after only chatting once, well, what can I say...wonderfully penned, loved the metaphores and imagery penned with each passing line, great job, and thanks for such a lovely, amazing tribute to me!
-Timothy The Poetic Weaver
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Oh This is wonderful! A pure beauty of a write. I do believe peoticweaver will be quite pleased as well as honored. You did an amzing job my dear......applauds
Blessings
celticmoon -
Some very interesting choices of words and pictures here. And, sounds like a fascinating way to write a poem. ". . . words' allusive tent" is one I love, a word not used too often - allusive. Good job, Diana, and good luck in the contest.
Paul
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