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oh! to be poised
on the quiver of love,
in a place of beginnings,
where the heart believes it can fly,
soar eternal over every abyss

to feel the sensation
of hundred-year-old stitches dissolving
as healed-over seams spread in welcome

a trust so fragile
now held by another,
cupped safe in hands
that own the strength
to gentle hip bone tremors



where night brings a soft cover of sighs
beneath blessing of a nodding moon


and unknown shifts subtle
to knowing,
then onto known


forever






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  • Danny Beatty gold member
    April 18

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    poet, this is extraordinary. every stanza set my eyes aside and entered directly into the major arteries that feed my soul ... your second stanza tells me of forgiveness and the solace of dreams finally broken by opening skies (my interpretation) ... I am totally taken aback by this poetry ... I must hover across your pages from now on ... and so I shall ... now read it in reverse order of lines and you will discover a perfection of integrated ideas, thoughts and thematic rigor.

    admiration

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    April 9

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    A strong beginning with" oh to be poised on the quiver of love", it's a poetic and personal precipice brimming with endless, earthy possibilities, sighs indeed...


    A tad unsure of " own the strength to gentle hip bone tremors" I understand that you are showing that these strong hands may be gentle but perhaps instead something like salve instead of gentle, it has the same effect but works differently.


    I liked the intimacy without any gratuitous imagery, the spark burning brighter and brighter until all, all that existed was an eternity of love and light.


    A passionate piece of poetry with intensity, a tender tribute to the quiver of love indeed.



    Bravo.


  • Emmjay
    February 15

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    It was my wedding anniversary the other day. My wife was asking me about 'love at first sight'. Much to her disappointment, I told her that it has never happened to me.
    This poem probably describes the 'landing in love' and how great it is to find rather than fall .
    Beautiful write!
    Wishes -Emmjay


    • LadyUnique silver member
      February 15
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      i've never experienced love at first sight either. lust at first sight yes


  • Night Hope gold member
    February 8

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    "oh! to be in the quiver of love,
    in a place of beginnings,
    where the heart believes it can fly,
    soar eternal over every abyss"

    ~ * ~

    I was tau(gh)t sacred secrets

    within seven sanctuaries

    of solace


    by these royal quivers of loyal Love,

    set suddenly loose against the western wind,

    adrift in the wide, wild currents of nightfall,

    forsaken by dream, or so I believed ~

     

    the heart always knew it could fly, yet ~

    it also knew sinister shadows awaited its attempts

    to soar so they might destroy all hope, all faith of fear's descent

    into the dust of darkness,



    where ancient anxieties perish

    without a whisper,


    where time is forgotten

    without a sound...


     Thanks for inspirin' me, Brenda. I'm gonna post it later, too. LOL

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