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reflection





i have seen the sky
through the eyes of byron
and i cannot
foolishly ask for more

i have seen the smile
a daisy can bring
and emily's drunken bee
on the foxglove's purple spell

i pass the steel-blue river
and i wonder of hemingway
with his grumbling belly
when the fish won't bite

a breathless noon
was the epitome of poetry
with my walk to beauty
and back







Author notes

prompt: “One does not meet oneself until one catches the reflection from an eye other than human.”
~ Loren Eiseley

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  • Malabu
    February 23, 2009
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    another gold well desered the poem is awesome rich

    mal

  • Aisades
    February 22, 2009

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    MuddyKing

    I was on the road when I commented earlier, but I wanted to communicate how this poem affects me. Muddyking is one of my favorite poets on here, prolly one of my top 5. The reason is that he challenges my mind beyond normal poetry. His use of metaphor is expertly expressed. He has a way of taking you to a moment in time and his voice becomes your voice, as though you are writing a diary of your days on a long, endless journey of "reflection" and experience. There is always a lost love sorrow woven between the words in Richard's(Muddyking)poetry that offers the reader/fan almost a sacred feeling. Each time I read Richard's work, I'm humbled. Richard never has an ego, except when he's spitting fire and wanting to win a contest-but even then, his poems are written with respect, humility, and even though he's an Ace, one would never believe he believes it. To me, he is the rugged, handsome harp blower in a box car-maybe heir to a fortune that he never believed in claiming. For his heart lies with the road.. Much care for you Richard.

  • Aisades
    February 22, 2009
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    This is insanely respectful and beautiful


  • transcendental baby gold member
    February 22, 2009
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    Ya got that right


  • nightingale
    February 22, 2009

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    beautiful

    my favorite line, "and emily's drunken bee/ on the foxglove's purple spell".

    amazing imagery.


  • jinsays gold member
    February 22, 2009
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    Siiiiiigh.
    Yes, with your walk you've captured so many colors.
    Beautiful.
    Love,
    jin


  • Rowan gold member
    February 22, 2009
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    Beautiful musings.
    S2 was my favorite.
    Well done.


  • poet2angels gold member
    February 22, 2009

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    This is such a stroll in paradise...
    Scent of poetic petal in every lingering line...
    I love this!
    What a piece to treasure
    Lynda


  • kaibab silver member
    February 22, 2009

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    The words of work that colors eye,
    a deeper sky to paint an ocean,
    pumping heart to salted motion
    lungs breathe sage and blossom sigh...

    wonderful Muddy

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