During the Tides
Little rebel
My truest hypocrisy
Of me in my world to me
My labor
My noon in heaven
The altitude of reach
I lost
She is the verb
I, trembling, drew the year to a close
We all turn as new lights
Constellation
Constellation
In the sky
Her heart beats there
Wearing the Milky Way as a
Trinket
Puzzle's wept, for our confusion
Morning blues and
Treasured stars
Sugarcoated.
Sweat absorbing,
Thighs and fragile
My joy now unknown
Covering tears, forming a lifetime away
In
The dreams that lie
On the night blanket
Crushed
Just to dream
The same dream again another night
During the tides
We were thrown among the rocks
Steven Mels
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Written May 6th, 2006
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this was very well done and your words do flow so well with this write, thanks for sharing, keep up the awesome poetry here..
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She is the verb
I read that and I thought "what???".. but then I read on. I don't know how you do this, but I have said of your work before that you have a serious talent for laying out something obvious in a very un-obvious way. I can't speak for others, but every time I read one of your poems, I have to read it several times. Ok.. that is not a bad comment. What I mean by that is: you put so many layers of meaning into your work, that I can't fathom them all unless I read more than once. You aren't doing anything wrong - you are doing something exactly right.. you are creating a mystery wrapped in an enigma. This is so very very good. I must assume you work like this on purpose, because everything of yours I read is awesome! -
wow....this is very touching, there is a sweet sorrow that wrapped its fingers aorund me, i was entranced. terrific write!
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and yet again you wow us with you words of the pen and heart, lol you did a great no, you did a wonderful job on this poem, keep it flowing
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Steven, I felt this one, my friend! I have no words to tell you how this poem DID touch me but know if you need anything, I am here for you!
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A nice piece dear Steven.
No points to applaud you.
Shahrzad
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Sadly it had to be written
Well done, many lay amongst the rubble of the rocks after the storm. i sense you and were thrown more violently than others. illusions fade, the scars remain, however new skin forms allowing for a rebirth of our souls. time is the enemy of us all, and the ability to repair is only made more difficult by the fact that we have to accept "The dreams that lie". the most significant line to me is "My joy now unknown" Well done, and be well.
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EXCELLENT WORK!!!!!
Steven:
WoW! This is deep..... Also sad, yet expressed in such a subtle way..... As time goes by your words get better and better and your work is more intense, and the beauty of it all shines...... Thank you for sharing with me on this site my awesome Son..... I love you always, MoM -
I thought this was sublime a swirling cosmic dip into the constellations of higher consciouness great surreal almost broken lines yet the images are clear and not to obscure for my obtuse feeble mind to decode ha ha!! great job!!!
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