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on waking without you

Missing image
last nights fragrance lingered
'til the early call of mourning doves

feathers unfurl my empty room

white and silent;
      drifting
              down
        softly

where love inscribed
the form of us
in the center of my bed





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Graphic Credit: Ilona Wellman

Mourning Doves are also known as Turtledoves or Carolina Pigeons. They fly south for the winter....I'm from Carolina and my sweetheart went south for a few days...I missed him before he got out of the driveway.

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  • tara wilson gold member
    September 19, 2007
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    Very beautiful, love does leave such an inscription, that never goes away...I have already applauded this, here's a rose for you..lol...


  • freestallion
    September 18, 2007

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    such a sweet quickie with a lovely flow to it! really beautiful for a short poem

  • Virgoan
    September 1, 2007

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    Masterpiece

    Oh my goodness! This is really beautiful. I can see the movement of such wanting and longing. Perfectly created.

    My favorite lines:

    where love inscribed
    the form of us
    in the center of my bed

    Thanks so much for sharing and entering in my contest. I wish you all the best. Keep writing my friend.

    >>>VIRGOAN


  • Lanternhearted
    August 18, 2007
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    I'm finding that I really enjoy your concision.

  • tara wilson gold member
    August 18, 2007
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    Congrats


  • ellipsist
    August 18, 2007

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    very delicately sensual

    a marvel of poetry! beautiful in form and flow and worded in such a soft manner... you have captured the prompt effortlessly and fluidly... an amazing write!


  • NoIQ gold member
    August 14, 2007

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    This is quite a fascinating play on the image of "glow." The reason being that I have the sense the image is largely positive, as entertained by the final stanza. There was a reason the poet recalled love inscribed on a bedsheet - and yet the poem is about waking alone, as if that glow was fleeting, but important. I fluctuate between wondering if this is about loss, from the perspective of a loving memory; an image of the best of a one night stand; or just longing in the morning for someone who has left an imprint (both literally and figuratively) on the poet, but who like the mourning dove's coo is missing now, but not later. I am the romantic, so I choose the third option -- because in the end, the poet is deliberately describing a radiance, and there definitely is a positive sense from the thoughts of immediate fragrance and the act of love-making (it WAS only last night, not last month, that left these thoughts). Plus, I am by nature an optimist


    • Lyrical Soul silver member
      August 14, 2007
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      Definately the 3rd option What a wonderful interpretation. Thank you.


  • Malabu
    August 13, 2007
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    forgot these

    x


  • Nicolette gold member
    August 13, 2007

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    I so love doves, especially the mourning doves or as we call them here in South Africa "lemoenduifies" which means (directly translated) "orange doves". Such a beautiful soft poem this is...loved the warmth of the bed and the warmth of the love that weaves itself through these lines. Lovely, lovely poetry that just makes itself sit in my eyes. Thank you so much for this feathery entry.

    ~ Nicolette


  • Twist of Faith
    August 12, 2007
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    So beautiful! Clean and pretty and just lovely.


  • Heart Sutra
    August 11, 2007

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    Ah, yes, this is it my dear.

    You have gone and written exactly how I feel.

    Beautiful.

  • Malabu
    August 11, 2007

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    Might be time for a new mattress

    but Ahhh dont change the sheets....the fragrance and warmth still lingers from last nights heat...such a sweet endearment to dreamy our hearts with this tender write....beautifully expressed
    Mal

  • tara wilson gold member
    August 11, 2007

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    Yes....sometimes...love still glows in the mind...this is beautiful...and it does glow, especially the feather imagery

  • Rowan gold member
    August 11, 2007

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    You have a way with words that more than 'glow' sweetie; left a soft gentle impression in my mind. A fuzzy white one.
    Excellent, no worries.. you still got it.
    I loved the ending.


  • Rakerman1
    August 10, 2007

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    This is soft. It's like a dream setting....an emotional vision if that makes any sense.
    Like the sighs one gives when they think about their lover. Beautiful

    Roses
    Raker


  • MuddyKing
    August 10, 2007

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    excellent

    this definately has a southern feel, especially with the feathers
    reminded me of the feather beds in my youth
    but more than that
    this is a lingering poem that fills one with what means so much to you and each of us as readers
    and yes I hear the doves cooing every morn
    as I have coffee on the front porch before work

    this is more than imagery
    much more

    best wishes
    peace and hugs
    Muddy


    • Lyrical Soul silver member
      August 10, 2007
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      Thank you Muddy. Your comments mean so much.


      • MuddyKing
        August 10, 2007
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        the pleasure was all mine and I might add...girl that one is finished
        don't touch it


  • quietly burning
    August 10, 2007
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    my guess is, u'll make up that bed with reluctance. quiet romantic nostalgia


    • Lyrical Soul silver member
      August 10, 2007
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      Yes, reluctance indeed. Getting out of it was even harder Thank you Steve. It's good to see you around.


  • Mad Moon silver member
    August 10, 2007

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    Ahhhh...how softly this touches the heart of the reader. I adore the first lines. "....last nights fragrance lingered 'til the early call of mourning doves....." They set such a gentle sensual tone, even though the "emptiness" of a loved one gone from your side "aches" throughout this piece. Love the feather metaphor, as well....again, the softness wraps the reader in its warmth. Lovely as it stands. Brava! I've been gone too long, and enjoyed reading you again immensely!

    • Lyrical Soul silver member
      August 10, 2007
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      Thank you so much and it's so good to see you around my pages again. What a lovely comment I was at work earlier when you left this and couldn't stay here long enough to respond so let me say now how much I appreciate such a warm comment.


  • leo2
    August 10, 2007

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    I know the feeling all too well. The emotion evoked by the poem goes straight to the heart. The free form falls right in place with the mood it creates. Good luck in the contest.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long


  • Night Hope gold member
    August 10, 2007

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    Sighhh...The ending is wonderful. It's a lovely, loving piece now, my Friend. Let me know after you've tweaked it a bit. I'm sure it will glow even brighter when you're done. Good luck in Nic's contest, Sweetie. Wanda

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