Some secluded paradise, where poets go to pen
frothy ferns and pulpy palms shade a circle
a man in bluejeans, picking at threads
and weaving phrases in the air
with every breath he takes
we, the fallen few; cast-aways,
drawn on rocky rafts, like disciples
joining a man who could almost walk
walk on water; shipwrecked souls
striking out for swirling stanzas
like half-drowned men follow the albatross;
abandoned attachments, drifting
against a rough-shod shore; we gather
he speaks to us of rights versus righteousness,
of lands we have forsaken, of good
grown ground and heresies hammering
on brothers and sisters, stumbling
lung-shrunk from the great flood
our backs against barky trunks,
feast on reams of his writings
like famished fish full of salt
and wound and barbed hooks
this is our instant island
away from our own tongue in groove
tall castles rotting on sick soil
this is the place of poets partaking
in a few moment’s mirage
hanging on to the frayed hem
of near perfection.
Author notes
He truly is inspiration and a wonderful read. Congratulations penfriend.
In a list
A contest entry
- ~* Come Celebrate in Honor of Penman *~ (Invite Only) by Desire.
1750 points, ended September 4, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank You!
Thank You for entering with your piece:
A Thousand Stray Strands
in honor of this special Poet~
I appreciate your patience tremendously
Also see penman loved Your words
and placed You in the finalist list~
Magnificent piece penned
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Made his day and certainly made mine
Best wishes to You in the contest
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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Emotionally Expressive...
You have written a powerful, heartfelt, passionate Poem for your penfriend Penman! Infact, this was also about the friendships and camaraderie between all us Poets! You touch my heart with this writing, and I'm sure Penman will love it...
"a man in bluejeans, picking at threads
and weaving phrases in the air
with every breath he takes"
Beautiful!
Proud to be Your PenFriend, Scribe!
~ Nicholas
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"this is the place of poets partaking
in a few moment’s mirage
hanging on to the frayed hem
of near perfection."
And you should know, my Sister...I hang onto your hem often enough...Gorgeous, Sweetie. Good luck in the contest, Scribe. Wanda
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Beautiful
Wow! This is so wonderful and exquisite. A touching poem that is so thoughtful and vivid. Thank you so much for such kind words.
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