She stands in lofty fullness
and sun-round seep of forgiveness
where earth is baldest, uncluttered,
unfettered like a loose feather
and she could, almost, become an pale diagram
in eclipse, like moon, swallowed by brilliance
or a blur, a shadow you see, out of the corner
of your eye, an apparition, of hope gone wild
she is so close to The Unknowable
that he can see the holy wing-lash flutter of fear
Author notes
jpg prompt = "Snow Angel"
by James C. Christensen
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A contest entry
- Early Bird Quickie...10/10L/30 by poet2angels.
475 points, ended December 5, 2007, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very well said, for all of our striving steps to perfection we are still human.
Love, Tom B.
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unusual
descriptive and unusual . . overall a good take on the prompt . . congrats on the trophy . .
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Definitely GOLDEN!
"she is so close to The Unknowable
that he can see the holy wing-lash flutter of fear"
Congrats on the Gold, Carol!
~ Nicky♥
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"an apparition, of hope gone wild
she is so close to The Unknowable
that he can see the holy wing-lash flutter of fear"
Sighhh...I am not as eloquent as our beloved Scribe of the Mountain...all I can ever say, truly, is that you touch my Soul with every single word you write, Carol.
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I love you, my friend... two of my boys were in sperate accidents over the last couple of days, although they were not hurt badly, it still has set up some angst at being so far away. Decisions are hard to make here... but then that is life.
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I'm so sorry to hear that, Sweetie...but glad they're not hurt badly. My goodness, but you've had a time of it these past months...as have many of us. Know that I am beside you, a shoulder to lean on, if only in spirit...but then, THAT is Life. Love you, Woman.
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spirits rise within that glow forever revealing what need to be said within the heart!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
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thank you sidwinder, for your comments of late. I do appreciate them.
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Oh I love this!!!
The last line ends the poem with a sigh...
This is exquisite!
I am so impressed
Lynda
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ty so much for the gold and the comment...
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Beautiful
"where earth is baldest, uncluttered" is a view that is worthing searching for... -
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ty gypsy, it is one of those tht grabs ya hard to be written.
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Looking down inside our mire, she must know there are those of us who raise our heads above the mist of fear to touch of wild things...and from her eyes we gater stars for yet another breathless line to render...
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your comments are always my favorite.
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