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Reflections by Pagan Light

 
 
 
 
 
Her skin becomes woad,
pigments painted
over deep water cracks, hidden
where night curls as ash and mist.
 
An ocean is only blue where shallow,
a trick of the light
where colour hides its meaning.
 
Each door is fluid grain,
fragments peeled from an empty sky,
darker when invisible. But the moon
sees the shadow, the honest self,
swims down into flesh on a single
sacred breath.
 
She understands caution, the art
of being a girl.
 

 

 
It is all secret and ceremony.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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This really isn't a sad reflection. Is it?

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  • Cat gold member
    December 12, 2007
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    don't ask but certain thoughts trigger different songs to me- this
    took me immediately to a horse with no name..

    i like this piece kate as parts.. i think as a whole it falls a bit fragmented

    love the ocean stanza a lot

    and she understands caution
    the art of being a girl.. - that is wonderful too...


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  • Nicolette gold member
    December 12, 2007

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    I'm helping Mary with the judging and so happy for the chance to read this poem.

    I liked the reflective quality here - and in my opinion, reflection always comes with a touch of melanchaly or nostalgia - not full-blown sadness, no... just that the reflection brings back deeper emotions. I liked the ocean metaphor - you made me see into the shallow blues and the deeper shadows. A well-written piece - really wonderful work.

    ~ Nicolette


  • Malabu
    December 10, 2007

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    Im with Caliente love the word woad...being put to good use here...as for the reflections also of understanding caution of being a girl...and I see farther from shallow this poems deeper shades of blue...lovely poetry

  • Virgoan
    December 10, 2007

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    "She understands caution, the art
    of being a girl."

    I don't really see a full painted sadness hear but rather vulnerability of life and living.

    I personally like this piece. Concrete and full of well delivered figurative language.

    Thanks for sharing and keepw writing.

    VIRGOAN


  • Cherokee
    December 7, 2007
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    I see reflection, not sadness. Well done!


  • Night Hope gold member
    December 7, 2007

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    "...hidden
    where night curls as ash and mist.

    An ocean is only blue where shallow,
    a trick of the light
    where colour hides its meaning."

    I really don't see sorrow within these lovely, lingering lines, my Friend...only profound reflection, honest wisdom, true art...Beautifully penned...Good luck in Mary's contest, Sweetie... Wanda

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