I beseech you; can you see me,
the forgotten blank spot of porcelain,
choking on dust of years gone past,
ignorance layering, erasing my features.
I beseech you; extend your hand,
hear my plea and grant me freedom,
weave your magic above Avalon's lake,
where dragonflies glide.
I beseech you; break me to pieces
grind me fine crystal dust
and turn me to liquid earth
in the sun's pulsing heart.
I beseech you; lay my aching body
in iridescent waterfalls,
let colors drip and soak,
until I'm new, different, reborn.
I beseach you, cool my fever
with curling caress of your breath
and put me in a silver frame
for I'm now portrait in tinted glass.
A contest entry
- DRAGONFLY~~~TRANSFORMING FRAGILE INTO FIRE by Ithica & Blue Rew by Blue Rew.
3000 points, ended May 5, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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it is hard for me to characterize this piece. I read it several times. It has a presence unto itself, but I am to much a dolt to completely translate it into a human story. so it for me just demands I accept it on its terms, rather than translating. death and renewal, transformation, all swirl you along and it is beautiful on its own terms.
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Ah, thank you. I don't think there was a human story behind it, although it happens that way subconsiously. It's a bit more metaphorical this one. I am glad you liked it.
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I would do anything for love..(but I won't do that!) For some reason I started hearing that song by Meatloaf??? And I love that song!!! A sad truth that so many are manipulated by love's promise and end up diasappointed... there are far too many that will give you just enough to keep you from remembering who you once were... and dump you when you figure out you will never make them happy... Intense write!
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Why thank you! I thought of transformation in both a metaphorical and literal way and this seemed like the most intense way to descrive it. Thank you!
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Oh, the suffering to become someone else's vision!
This blends so well with those so dedicated to
dance, they sacrifice everything that is their
identity. Beautiful use of metaphor. Blue
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Thank you! It also shows teh transition of one, who wants to shed herself from what she was before and be what she always wanted.
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Oh my once again I see the beauty of poetry!
Such a wonderful write,you left nothing at all to desire here and touch upon everything!
Beautiful..
Best wishes with this entry..
Many blessings
~A~
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Thank you! Hugs! I am so happy that you liked it.
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This is a lovely poem and a fine interpretation of the prompt, but you really should be more careful with your spelling--beseech, iridescent and portrait are all spelled wrongly.
Bill
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Ah crap, my typing skills suck so much. I usually know how to spell, but there isn't a single poem that I don't type with mistakes here. Serves me right for not double checking. Anyways thanks for the comment.
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I like this alot. I especially like the imagery (and the word iridiscent. i love that word). Keep up the good work.
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Thank you!!!
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