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to die wreathed by words

 

 

 

 

 

Each strand naked,
flowerless.
 
Replaced by words.
 
They tangle hair
better than laurel.
 
Pulled from night
soil,
language blooms
forever.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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  • myrataal silver member
    December 23, 2007

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    A wonderful poem ...

    of tactile and sensual meaningful images. Truly a garland of beauty.

    Good luck in the contest.
    Love
    Myra


  • zochit2me gold member
    December 23, 2007

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    Each line of this is placed with precision and draws the reader from one word to the next.
    I so admire your ability.
    Great...
    Well work reading.
    I wish you a Merry Christmas and may the new year bring you joy.



    Becky


  • Night Hope gold member
    December 22, 2007

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    "Pulled from night
    soil,
    language blooms
    forever."

    Gorgeous, Sweetie. A dear Friend of mine wrote several poems for me a few years ago, calling me the Cireus...a night~blooming flower. These seeds will scent the air for years to come. Good luck in Melissa's contest. Wanda


  • Nicolette gold member
    December 22, 2007

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    And you do know how to string the words together. This is beautiful - your words bloom here on this page!

    ~ Nicolette


  • brevity
    December 22, 2007
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    oooh. lovely.


  • Tam gold member
    December 22, 2007

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    well done!

    great metaphor executed perfectly...
    love the tangled hair...
    what a creative mind you have...
    Blessings! Tammy

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