Finally... by delightfulmess at All poetry

Basking with visions
formulating upon the ebb of elation.
Pirouettes of energy,
carry the once listless

chanting~

~finally...

Flesh clings languidly,
to marrow absent of worry.
Soothing scars from stress,

gifting body, mind, and spirit a rest.

A contest entry

- Feelings of Weightlessness - by Desire. 700 points, ended June 14, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

Please tell me what you think

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kristian 28
August 10

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i cling and cling,till i am no more,more empty than darkness which sleeps within me lanquidly summoning me to pull myself through yet another lost day-- listless strenght of wind disciplines my augmenting eyes,filling space where you are missing..
VeritasLiberte
July 26, 2008

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Suddenly I feel like LOSING WEIGHT!!! Hmmmm.....

Excellent job!
- delightfulmess
  July 26, 2008
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  LOL well a lot of my poems have the effect I think.
  Thank you for the comment
Blushfulmoon
July 3, 2008

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excellent~
Sheer perfection you have penned here.....
You described the feelings of weightless to a Tee
The imagery you used in this poem is amazing sweet sis...
Congrats on the Brone Trophy as well
So very well deserved....
You go girlfriend...keep on racking them up
I am trying to play catch up here
Hugs
Your sis
Susan~~~
Swan song
June 23, 2008
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Very good congrats on the shiny thing
Quiet places
June 15, 2008

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Outstanding!
Fantastic message done with perfect imagery! Opportunity knocks for the tormented soul. Congrats on the Bronze! Well deserved! Don
Desire
June 14, 2008

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Thank You!!
Thank You for Your entry: Finally...
This piece tugged hard at Spirit and while I was reading which I did several times~
I kept seeing what appeared to be clay within two hands molding it and then what appears to be a person forming a pot~ pottery...but hearing word: symbolism
and seeing behind this person a hot oven- but strangely hearing word: cremation-
I'm being shown dice in hand...shaking....yet not releasing and word: chance-
For some reason nudged to mention~ Two Times
I'm being directed to a bottle on a window sill~ it looks like a painkiller but the bottle is clear with label- as if liquid formula type container yet Hearing words: No... Pills- (now the bottle appears blue)
Ok~ I'm trying to describe what I am seeing- this bottle I'm getting either era or error
unclear of exactly the word- Something about this container~word: toxin and also word: mistake
Looks like a morphine type of container I'm being shown- something a syringe would go into and put put into an IV~ However emphasis is on the bottle being
shook~ continuously...Oy~ and hearing a blurt of words: Depression is the root but subdivided
Hopefully that makes sense
Powerful images You have brought forth

These words grabbed and pulled~
Flesh clings languidly
Unique Voice spoken~

Thank You for sharing Your Heart also Spirit!
Best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
**Judging will be done shortly...
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
PerfectImperfection
June 13, 2008

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A very soothing piece overall... The common stresses and weighted anchors we drag along our journey - so very disheartening at times. Great imagery and word play throughout. Nicely done!!!
kiwigirljacks
June 12, 2008

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Oh my!!! Can you give me that rest??!!! Oh how I need it!!!

This is so beautifull done... made me ache to want to feel that way...

Just perfect!