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hyacinth

 

 

 

I am of fragrance and flame, a verse
forced by its veins, its hunger to scatter

songs in your mouth, to drop

its scent like commas,
like curls

you are the vase that drinks; I am
the flower that pours.

bound together we go under,
come back up again,
undivided:

I am every petal spilled; you,
vessel of heaven, earth

and tide:

in the water our bodies make one
purplish haze






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  • Swan song gold member
    May 18, 2008

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    You are the vase that drinks I am the flower that pours
    These team work of two lovers goes on throughout this poem. It reminds me of a long intimate love between two who are still in love, Very very beautiful!!!!


  • IrishYndina
    April 24, 2008

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    Well, if you want to get the heart of a plant biologist, you write a poem named after a flower. *laughs* Beautiful, just like its namesake. I am curious why the second stanza ends in punctuation, but the first and last stanzas do not? (I always pay too much attention to mechanics ). The first two stanzas are really phenomenal - the imagery there is so perfect, and the sounds of the words, the alliterations and soft parallels and assonance...I loved it. Actually...I think I can say the same thing about the whole poem. *laughs* Simply beautiful.


    • Nicolette gold member
      April 26, 2008
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      Thank you so much!! You have such a good eye and always pay attention to the "mechanics" - lolol, i didn't even see the 2nd stanza ends in a punctuation....wondering about that now too, lol . Thanks - glad you enjoyed this purple poem!!

  • childlike faith
    March 18, 2008

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    good write

    Nicollette, so neat to hear from one so far away and know you read my color wheel poem and enjoyed. I have just read your poem and find it very good. It speaks to me of commitment and love and faith for each other and the creator of all. Thank you so much for sharing and thanks for your comments as well. Hope you have a great week and blessed Easter Day. childlike faith


    • Nicolette gold member
      March 18, 2008
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      Thank you to you too, childlike faith... love is always creation...


  • SerenityNChains gold member
    February 25, 2008

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    "to drop it's scent like commas, like curls"...

    such lines steal the breath from the lung, and the blood from the heart. Love in the petals of a flower, as only you can do. Your words scream of the hunger all hearts feel.

    Blessed be,
    Billie Jean


  • Utok Bulinaw
    February 19, 2008
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  • Swan song gold member
    February 16, 2008
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    This was another beautiful poem. You send shivers up my spine with your lovely loevly pennings!


  • Rejected Easter Egg
    February 15, 2008
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    I almost feel honored just to be able to read something this beautiful.

  • Virgoan
    February 14, 2008

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    Perfect...you make pieces divine my friend. I love the last two lines so much. It gives a trigerring effect.

    Thanks for making me like poetry more

    Keep on sharing and writing.

    HENSLEY


  • Allyce May gold member
    February 13, 2008

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    How did I manage to miss this? So pretty.

    "Drop it's scent like commas" - I absolutely love that; possibly because I love commas, lol! Also, it just fits so well with songs in mouths, it's all so poetic and lovely

    Wish I could write love like this! I have the inspiration but I never can do the feeling justice like you do

  • Suzanne Dia
    February 12, 2008

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    Oh how this makes me wish I was in love

    see..always wishing. This is beautiful.






  • Malabu
    February 11, 2008
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    oh god...my bloom poem unfinished is now withered LOL.....im done...haha...
    yow!

  • mimiagatha
    February 11, 2008
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    completeness... well beyond perfection

  • tara wilson gold member
    February 11, 2008

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    I love how all your imagery supports the ending 2 lines...it is the aha moment, and I see this vision so clearly...what an amazing metaphor; excellent use of poetic device..this is sensually divine...I LOVE THIS - YOU ROCK!!!

    What else can I say really??? lol....you make this contest very easy to judge

    I am always honored when a poem like this one is entered into one of my contests...this is exceptional poetry...thanks so much for this amazing entry...


  • voices
    February 11, 2008
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    beep beep.


  • voices
    February 11, 2008
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    a pure dance of water flower even life itself.
    fragrant as the garden.
    lovely...


  • Victory Gin silver member
    February 10, 2008
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    Sometimes I wonder if you are the reincarnation of Rumi. @};--,--


  • zochit2me gold member
    February 10, 2008

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    You do romance so well. Like breathing love through the eyes if that is possible...lol. I so love the fact that this has soft mixed with masculine in it. Flows like water dear....Sigh...

    Becky


  • And Hyetal
    February 10, 2008

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    I could just close my eyes and FEEL the imagery. Every word felt like a warm breath.

    I loved this poem and it seems like you are a great poet!

    ~Cassie


  • poet2angels gold member
    February 10, 2008

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    Beautiful!
    So soft and lovely this is...

    "I am every petal spilled; you,
    vessel of heaven, earth

    and tide: "

    So enchanting this is......~

    Lynda


  • Danny Beatty gold member
    February 10, 2008

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    the water hyacinth, my favorite hyacinth, knows nothing of soil, only the water its roots hang in gather the essence of our planet in the most sublime and subtle, dispersed fashion ... there is a yellow spot at the depth of the water hyacinth, the place where bees go mad to dive into, often dueling for the priviledge of taking the treasured things within that place home to their Queen, for this place among the purples and waters rising into the hyacinth's vessels, could be said to be a fountain head worthy a god's jealous request that it become the eye of that god ... your poem shows how love making can bestow this upon and into the heart.

    I was left feeling as though I had been dipped, playfully into a place of completeness.

    Moqui


    • Nicolette gold member
      February 10, 2008
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      Thank you, Danni... you always write the most wonderful comments. Someday I want to write like that too..


  • klassy lassy
    February 9, 2008

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    I love the mix of masculine and feminine in this poem, strong and soft for that wondrous sense of form and touch, leaving a pervading sensuality, warmth, and mostly, love. ...sighing here. Wanda said it best.

  • vertigo beat
    February 9, 2008

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    -undividable:
    i don't think that's a word (and am too lazy at the point to confirm my guess). even if it is, i think it disrupts the flow.

    -really liked those last two lines.


  • arafura gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    "in the water our bodies make one
    purplish haze"

    The imagery in this is quite exceptional... you make the words jump through hoops for you poet! Good luck in the contest!


  • PageTurner
    February 9, 2008

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    This is truly a gift from a flower
    to her garden of admirers!

    Such splendor...

    "you are the vase that drinks; I am
    the flower that pours."

    Keep pouring, my thirst is insatiable.

    ~ Nicky♥


  • KittenJubilee
    February 9, 2008

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    in the water our bodies make one
    purplish haze

    beautiful ... love it


  • Leslie gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    this is such a beautiful piece, what I appreciate so much not only of this piece but all your poetry in general, is how you always push every sentence to be that breathtaking love, can't live without each other love, that i think secretly everyone wants, every word in this piece seems to be put in such a way that all you can feel is the need to love...


  • Night Hope gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    "I am of fragrance and flame, a verse
    forced by its veins, its hunger to scatter

    songs in your mouth..."

    Sighhh...Exquisite. Eloquent. Elegant. Magnificent. Beautiful. Tender. Loving. Sensual. Did I mention beautiful??? You know I love your words. Almost as much as I love you. Your lovesongs are so incredible, my Sister. Good luck in Tara's contest, Sweetie. Vlindertjie

    This is one I have loved since I discovered it in the late 1970's - early 1980's; I put it & other quotations in my journal at the time.

    "If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
    And from thy slender store two loaves along to thee are left,
    Sell one, and with the dole
    Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul."

    - Moslih Eddin (Muslih-un-Din) Saadi (Sadi),
    Gulistan (Garden of Roses)



    • klassy lassy
      February 9, 2008
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      I so like the quote you left here for Nicolette. So glad you shared.

    • Nicolette gold member
      February 9, 2008

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      Those are beautiful lines... "hyacinths to feed thy soul" - loved it. Thank you, Vlindertjie - for this and so much more

      • Night Hope gold member
        February 9, 2008
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        I was a starving student/artist when I discovered this verse, my Sister. I had $10 to last a week. I spent half of it on flowers. I made it through the week with a smile & a song. Barely, but nonetheless. "For this and so much more"...I could say the same for you, Dear Heart.


  • kala chimera
    February 9, 2008
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    Ah, this is quite sublime. I love the image "to drop its scent like commas." Beautiful.


  • FransB gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    I am awe-struck at the beauty of this poem - more so that words can so exquizitely flow from a human ... but then, they flow from within you! I do not even dare any comment more than this. Frans


  • Ladybug
    February 9, 2008

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    you had me going until the purplish haze.
    great metaphor usage here, I like the flow and form of it all.

    good luck in the contest

    Tamara


  • Dienush
    February 9, 2008

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    Such a lovely poem.. It brings to me so many different images and thoughts about poetry writing, love, and of course, nature... And you combine these very well, Nicolette. You pen all these with such delicacy.


  • Namita
    February 9, 2008

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    I wish I had written this... you write with such exquizite beauty... love Who is this guy who's inspiring all these beautiful pieces?! A splendid creation from your love-filled pen

    - namita

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    Dearest poetess, my Grace, I have a dreaming candle called the light of my life, it is pyriamid shaped and changes through all the colours of the rainbow even though it is white,I light the candle and dream of only ever crying over those things that are beautiful instead of all the sadness and sorrow in the world. Reading your pure poetry gifts me those tears that are from only, only the beauty of light and life you pour onto the page, again I am deeply touched and appreciative of being touched by your gift with words. This is exquisite.


  • NurseChilly gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    the flower that pours, yes you are.... such sweet words and the nectar of life plumes from your mighty pen my friend..

    i sit here in awe of your beauty, knowing that these words are truthful and honest... you are a special woman and the guy that knows you so deeply should keep filling your soul with love - yes indeed

    lubbly jubbly stuff Nicci




  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    "I am every petal spilled; you,
    vessel of heaven, earth
    and tide"


    Aww, this is exquisite Nicky, and the hyacinth is one of my favorite exotic flowers. By the way; my grand daughter's middle name is hyacinth, "Luna Hyacinth."


  • leander Moderators member
    February 9, 2008

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    This is such a stellar piece... oh, how I wish I could have written something like this for Valentine

    Truly magnificent masterpiece my friend


  • michellemybelle gold member
    February 9, 2008
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    beautiful metaphor and images woven, perfectly romantic and sensual.
    blessings,
    Michelle


  • kaibab silver member
    February 9, 2008

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    To pur in hollow, filling cup to brim
    is every dream of Nature's miracle...lovely diatant SA wonder...

  • Rowan gold member
    February 9, 2008

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    what images here, sensual and richly woven. Purple being the color of passion, was a perfect choice.

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