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As Wild Wings Quietly Rustled

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Scoop all meat from the nut -

all that remains

is a hollowed shell,

once holding sustenance, even truth

within its unbroken hinges.





Canyons yawn between us,

relentless with remorse

for landscapes lost.


On your side,

the sun sets more deeply

than I could ever fathom.



On mine,

only airless space -


the memory of a single gasp

as wild wings quietly rustled,



a moment

I cannot speak of

without shattering

over and over again.






This distance




designs my day and mocks my night -








it reminds me to breathe,




unwilling to let go

of the dance,


even while I ache

with every movement...














Author notes










Art by Aimea Saul


Picture & quotations courtesy of Nicolette & Allyce May


"Love doesn't hide.
It stays and fights. It goes the distance,
that's why love is so strong. So it can carry you all the way home."
~ Anon


"Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust,
we all dance to a mysterious tune,
intoned in the distance by an invisible player.
~ Albert Einstein"








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  • Jonathan ROBIN
    March 10

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    Wings

    the memory of a single gasp as wild wings quietly rustled,

    Nicolette seems to have implanted some fertile inspiration here


  • Paloszoo gold member
    November 12, 2008

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    Captivating from start to finish! Well done! Thanks for entering my contest. I'm honored to have you share your work here. Good luck!


  • BehindTheShadow
    October 30, 2008
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    ...


  • sailor ptolema
    September 2, 2008

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    beautiful... I've such a tightening in my chest.


    sailor ptolema

    .


  • Cat gold member
    September 1, 2008
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    beautiful, beautiful poetry-
    catches in my throat...

    m


  • Allyce May gold member
    August 28, 2008

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    So lovely to see you here Wanda

    Liked the idea of truth having unbroken hinges; like it will open or close regardless of the pain, the happiness, or any other emotion.

    "Canyons yawning The idea of canyons in itself is appropriate, and to have them yawning is really stretching the notion to its full potential.

    "On your side,
    the sun sets more deeply
    than I could ever fathom."

    That one lingers more than you know. Consider it officially adopted! The first two lines have a little ache and the third really stresses the extent of the distance - the never really fully knowing.

    You've touched me with this. Like Nicolette said, I almost feel it was written for me, like you snuck around in my head and found poetry where I could not.

    Fabulous, fabulous.

    Thank you so much for sharing this with us

    X 752956286572


  • katfair
    August 26, 2008

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    touching poem, first line just grabs you right off.
    into the
    hollowed shell

    the layout takes you on a journey with much space
    and breaks
    that also tells the story within the story here

    the shattering and distance
    as well as the will and urge to hold on

    we humans attach
    some harder than others

    it is our nature to hold

    and our lesson in life
    to also learn to let go

    well done


  • Nicolette gold member
    August 25, 2008

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    Oh... this is definately one of your best poem, Vlindertjie and I think I've read almost every poem you've written (well, since March 2004). Everything in this poem speaks to me and I almost felt as if it was written for me - and that is how a poem should make the reader feel... The line-breaks, the spacing, the lay-out all come together in this distance poem... Simply beautiful! Thank you for sharing it with us in the contest. I loved it.

    ~ Nicolette


  • just rob gold member
    August 21, 2008
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    waycool...


  • tomisb
    August 18, 2008

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    I am at the end of my energy and I would need a deep breath to plunge into the layers of vision so clear before me in the pool of your poem. Thanks for the gift that it is.
    Love, Tom B.


  • ArtFullyMe gold member
    August 18, 2008

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    beautiful..
    so sadly beautiful...
    this is the biggest distance of them all...



  • SirPort
    August 18, 2008

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    Incredible Poignant!


    Filled with inner matter gushing from one of life’s lessons.
    One of your best.
    Ronald~


  • NurseChilly gold member
    August 18, 2008

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    I don't think we are ever willing to let go, even when the dance slows and stops..... we want more..
    this is beautifully done Wanda...
    loved it, take good care of you precious lady.. your wordss keep us all going for sure

    Gilly.. xxxxxx


  • Soulful Woman silver member
    August 18, 2008

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    This really was a piece that had me thinking and rereading it. Every time I read it, I came up with different thoughts for different scenarios. Simply a beautiful creation.
    Glad to see that you are still here with us..
    Much love
    Nor


  • transcendental baby gold member
    August 17, 2008

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    Wow girl, this is intense ... it's moans with such a loneliness and ache for a distant memory that will never be shared again until the journey is finished ... but it still sings with that self-reliant defiance against the odds that is your spiritual hallmark


  • Clovis...Curious silver member
    August 17, 2008

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    Superb

    Ah, 'tis a fine write regarding the agony of romance. Your imagery was very well done. Thanks for sharing this one with us.


  • arafura gold member
    August 17, 2008
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    So beautifully penned! Very strong and expressed with power and emotion.


  • just mercedes gold member
    August 17, 2008

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    This is a poem.

    Your voice is strong and truthful, distanced enough to observe, dispassionately, the emptiness of the 'hollowed shell' yet achieving intimacy with the reader in the shared glimpses of loss. Flow, vacant space, word choice, all add to the impact. Bravo!


  • marc creamore
    August 17, 2008
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    Oh you . . . once again perfection in tone and imagery!!!!!!!!


  • apples fell
    August 17, 2008

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    I love that opening stanza so very much.
    Scooping the insides out of the nut was a very good metaphor for some other things as well...Like the cavity or torso of a person, after they have felt scooped out, so to speak. There is a lot of sadness here and yes, distance. Lately I have just been so impressed by your writing wanda. You have shown vast improvements in your stuff, by huge leaps.

    "a moment
    I cannot speak of

    without shattering
    over and over again."

    - I loved how you spaced this part and I also felt these few lines in my soul, because indeed one moment never lasts forever and eventually it does collapse or at least, disappear from our sight.

    Gorgeous writing. Heart felt.

    ;


  • Melodies
    August 17, 2008

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    A real beauty here... poem and poetess!

    Ah, a gorgeous poem with lines of loveliness all down the page. Thank you for blessing us with your considerable talent, fine one.


  • kaibab silver member
    August 17, 2008

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    Lovely thoughts of far and near, in clearly eyes excepting forever....;f

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