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recalling neil young

  she cuts a swathe

through inky blackness,
swaddling all that she sees

with her miasma of

counterfeit translucence;

 

 declining to the hunter's prose

of fingertips circling,

and some Neil Young

climbing high…

 

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  • ecrivain01
    October 20, 2007
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    Intriguing write ...

    and more interesting to me since I really loved Neil Young's music. Anyway, good job.


  • EvilKate
    October 6, 2007

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    Stunning finish to this - I love how it creates a sudden depth and contrast: moves everything from the abstract into solid solid grit


  • AJ Morelli gold member
    October 6, 2007
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    this is a really nice piece and a great entry...


    al

  • Cat gold member
    October 5, 2007

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    miasma sounds so pretty but after looking it up- oh my.. but what a perfect word choice there-

    i love that you brought this to life by including neil young's name in it- it takes it from surreal to human..

    nice


    m


  • naked roots
    October 4, 2007

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    Oh this fits the harvest moon contest wonderfully...

    Miasma...that's a word I like, that I just don't see often enough. Loved the way you used it here.


  • transcendental baby gold member
    October 3, 2007

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    "There's a full moon rising, let's go dance in the light, we know where the music's playing, let's go out and feel the night" ... I love Neil Young and your song of the full moon risin' sings with the same soulful moonshine


  • Zayra Yves
    October 3, 2007
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  • Nicolette gold member
    October 2, 2007
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  • jenneddin silver member
    October 2, 2007

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    He's my favorite For some morbid reason, I'd like him to play at my funeral.. It was always a joke around people that knew me. Kind of..

    It's a very beautiful poem hun and the feeling sits perfectly.


  • liltandrhyme silver member
    October 2, 2007

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    "I wanna celebrate, see it shining in your eye..
    Because I'm still in love with you,
    I wanna see you dance again..."

    This is just lovely, Elaine - 'cuts a swathe through inky blackness' is perfect. Merging the wonderful imagery here with Neil's silky lyrics was really clever, both poem and song will gladden the heart throughout the day.

    Best of luck in the contest.

    PJ

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    October 2, 2007
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  • lisargh
    October 2, 2007
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    babe this makes my tummy hurt real bad... I love u xxx


  • NurseChilly gold member
    October 2, 2007

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    a northern moon, low in the sky
    fondling th'ills
    and listen
    you can hear
    electricity play
    on the air

    on the air
    a guitar will hum

    fingertips



    damn look what you made me do





    fine and dandy with mr young

  • Suzanne Dia
    October 2, 2007
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  • Suzanne Dia
    October 2, 2007

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    Uh oh. Did I forget to count my title...

    I love your vision of the moon, and how you brought Neil with you. I like his music. A lot.



    Good luck in the contest.

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