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This Forsaken Desert

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Parched, ravenous,

I crawl haphazardly

from this forsaken desert

of blasphemed memories,

seeking truth

I once thought

I knew.

Eyes cast low,

mouth trembling murmurs -

 

suddenly, I feel

a soothing, swirling whirlwind

coming slowly

from the east,

heading south

where my heart abides.

How can I refuse

each essence of the very substance,

the very sustenance

I have sought so fiercely

under forever's molten moon?

How can I deny

this rising flesh,


eternal sunrise

as it reaches

for the lingering light

of love?

I cannot bear

this lonely burden

of beauty



as yet unknown...

 




 

Author notes





Art: "Dolce Far Niente (The White Feather Fan)" by John William Waterhouse, 1879






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  • Jonathan ROBIN
    March 10

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    Night Hope

    Every reader seeks the sensation of "suddenly, I feel a soothing, swirling whirlwind' Wanda manages to 'deliver' where most fear to be read


  • NurseChilly gold member
    April 9, 2008

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    beautifully done Wanda, such is your strength to walk outside the box and let us read into the layers of your soul

    a lovely piece and well done too

    many thanks for entering this contest

    G.x


  • marc creamore
    April 4, 2008
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    As always, perfection . . . but I guess I have come to expect nothing else from you!!!


  • transcendental baby gold member
    April 4, 2008

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    Sorrow? There seems much more joy and hope in this than sorrow, my friend ... a whirlwind of eternal sunshine that feeds the soul


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    April 4, 2008

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    "under forever's molten moon" what a stunning moving phrase.... as always you bring an image alive to me...


  • Sonja
    April 4, 2008

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    Verses that captured my attention after the great beginning of this poem, full of emotions... what a picture... Great, simply...The Great!
    ~
    How can I refuse
    each essence of the very substance,
    the very sustenance
    I have sought so fiercely
    under forever's molten moon?
    ~
    My applauses dear friend.
    ~Sonja~


  • Nicolette gold member
    April 3, 2008

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    You know how to stir my leaves so early in the morning here in SA, Vlindertjie!

    This is beautiful, my friend... I agree with Lynda, such power here... the essence of a woman feeling the pull of tomorrow, of beauty, of passion..

    "This time called life was meant to share" - Walter Rinder.. and I'm so happy to share in your friendship, your heart.



    ~ Nicolette


  • poet2angels gold member
    April 3, 2008

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    what a beautiful poem with such power in the words and imagery...
    As always, you amaze me

    Lynda

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