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Between eyelid and iris

Missing image

In a leap of faith

…on certain days of the week

my words sleep between eyelid and iris

 

cut me open

read the headline of my poetry

attached to umbilical cord

…life sustaining second chances

 

step into balance

as warm breath pours from me

standing in places and times

…dandelions blow in the wind

 

beyond the realm of blinks

a blur the shape of reality

molds facial expressions

 

box up the zig-zag collections

…living in almost

 just around the corner of what if’s

pack up my heart, move on

dry off agony, let my soul shine

 

read color from black and white

…perfecting poetry one line at a time

 

is it ever enough?

is it ever enough?

 

will it ever

      …be

                            enough?

 

 

 

 

 

4/25/08 

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Prompt: Quotes, Pictures, Lyrics, Words & Titles
5. http://tn1-5.pv.deviantart.com/150/images2.deviantart.com/i/2004/02/b/0/Holding_a_Piece_of_Time.jpg

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  • LadyLavender gold member
    May 24

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    living in the almost, is never enough...the quest can be endless, especially for the ever-soaring spirit. This poem is...brilliant; read that between the lines, between the iris and the eyelid.

    . Rewarded 4


  • Midnight-x-Rose gold member
    May 15

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    Oh time in it's sweet vessels, is so beautiful and yet so tragic, when it is lost. From birth to death, the clock starts ticking.

  • grannyeri gold member
    April 28

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    Liked the presentation on this page - picture, poem , color, tale told - great metaphoric poem you have penned here.

    . Rewarded 4

  • Silent Hawk gold member
    April 27

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    Wow, What an Amazing Tale You Weave,

    box up the zig-zag collections

    …living in almost

    just around the corner of what if’s

    pack up my heart, move on

    dry off agony, let my soul shine

    The lines above speak to me, living in almost. That thought can cover so much negative as well as positive. Your thoughts bring forth searching of my own soul as always.

    Wonderfully Conceptualized!

    Niaish my neighbor to the north.

    Richard

    . Rewarded 8


  • ardentMarch gold member
    April 26

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    "cut me open

    read the headline of my poetry"


    I love that...and

    "read color from black and white

    …perfecting poetry one line at a time"...

    some great lines throughout this piece! Very creative writing, as always....

    . Rewarded 4


  • storiesuntold gold member
    April 26

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    What a muse you have come up with here

    Awesome write indeed it screams with the hope for life and love and the knowledge to see ahead to make it so

    . Rewarded 4


  • Hetha gold member
    April 26

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    I really like your metaphor for life and art, and how it pours out of someone.-Very nicely written and constructed piece! Good luck in the contest, and thanks for sharing with the group.

    . Rewarded 4


  • toomysterious
    April 26
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    Great description of life and art. Good luck in the contest.


  • maralisa gold member
    April 26

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    In a leap of faith step into balance
    as warm breath pours from me
    standing in places and times
    dandelions blow in the wind
    I love this stansa it is wonderful thank you for sharing your poem with the group
    good luck in the contest
    th

    . Rewarded 4


  • catie052 gold member
    April 26
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    Hey great job on this prompt. i like the fourth stanza great job!
  • Yvette Champ
    April 25

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    Thought provoking, well written and philosophical poetry. The title is reaffirmed within the line " cut me open read the headline of my poetry" as the Poetess asks the reader to read both the lines and between the lines. Indeed between the eyelid and the iris we are either open or closed. Well done.

    . Rewarded 6

  • EncounteredEpiphany
    April 25

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    Bravo!


    We'll writen, we all need to stop & smell the roses,

    and learn to ENJOY the gifts of life..
    Lo-Amo...

    Salute!!!

  • Suzanne Dia gold member
    April 25

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    It's never enough. I don't know if it is the season, or if I am just going through a phase, but there are so many words..

    It's almost overwhelming.

    Love the introspection, and the poetry in motion.



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