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Temperate fibers

 

 

Temperate fingertip fibers
play shyly against a spinning wheel,
weaving imagination into daydream folly.  
Spin again O` wheel, like before,
or like never before, spinning scarlet threads
into a crystal heart to share
my breath, quintessence and life.
My psyche wanders, eyes chance to glance
into past dreams of inherited drivel
only to realize that spinning hopes and wishes
can only lead to unrest and forsaken desire.

 

 

 

 

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invited by Little Feather

Picture of spinning wheel found here;
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spinning_wheel

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  • Lyndon gold member
    August 3, 2008

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    Punctuation a treat.

    Repetition of a weak poetic word "only" is a limiting factor.
    Alliteration and personification in lines one and two are attractively effected.
    Line three is masterly.
    The following three lines show your ability to take ordinary conversational language and transform it to poetic utterance.
    The next two lines are good but less original.
    Your poem has touches of real beauty to it. However, it did become a wee deflationary towards the end.
    Thank you for the pleasure.
    Lyndon of the Winklings.


  • Huntress silver member
    June 28, 2008

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    I get the feeling of young girl spinning in her house dreaming about the future Good luck in the contest


  • poetesscribe1
    June 28, 2008

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    beauuutifully penned in such an ardent fashion!...much enjoyed the splendid metaphors!...lovely photo too!..tk u for sharing...xoxo...PS


  • maralisa silver member
    June 28, 2008

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    wow this is so beatiful we all as writers dip into the past over and over agan which can create a sadness within ourselfs but the past does not eqaul the future it makes us who we are I enjoyed the following lines
    weaving imagination into daydream folly. into past dreams of inherited drivel
    only to realize that spinning hopes and wishes
    can only lead to unrest and forsaken desire.good luck in the contest

  • Warrior7
    June 28, 2008

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    This is so beautifully written Dove there were a couple of words i had to look up in the dictionary. I enjoyed this and ofcourse it is perfect going with the picture.
    Good stuff as always my friend.


  • Little Eagle Greeters member
    June 27, 2008
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    Forgot the Clappies



  • Little Eagle Greeters member
    June 27, 2008

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    Sis

    I love this, so descriptive, even before I saw the picture I could tell what this was about. Good visual with your words.

    Good luck

    Tammy

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