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every dance

beware, for I am fiction
and this is but a cruel romantic’s
portrait of his day...

*

I enter with a gift, a word
and love arrives
imbued with childlike elegance
and adult fear of ending

nothing I create
exists without a naming
an anchor
a signpost for my muddled heart to
wrap with coloured ribbons
and wrestle with the magic
that surrounds the season’s glance,
the music and the maypole

every dance of words, of worlds
lessens the cold limbo
that haunts my turning soul,
spinning round a sunny theme
like eyelashes
emphasizing dark seduction

I dress in dreams fantastic
and change my given name to
something penned from childhood wish –
some memory, pinned against the night

for love
as brilliant as the sun
as baffling as the moon
is as inconstant as this poem
this step away from story
always incomplete

dark lady, gauge my shadows
then glide within this drunken dance –
feel the brush of passage
soft against your cheek,
believe the foolish smile that
masks the breath of crossroads...

*

after each last cigarette
I sidle off
moving through the murky wastes
of dark imagination
emerging, drenched in honesty,
a master thief
looking for a brand new lock to pick...





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  • oneluckygirl
    September 25

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    remarkable

    how this piece wears deception on its sleeve, all the while enchanting the reader all the same. Perhaps that sums up a great deal of your work over the years. Still, a sense of disatisfaction tinges.


  • malmadre gold member
    August 26

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    You had your foot in the door even as it was closing, we turned away feeling safe, then you closed it softly behind you and we were baffled at your presence, wondering if you are merely a figment... enough of my drama...This is perfection with a mysterious air. I love everything about it. Congratulations on your gold! well done!
    "a master thief looking for a brand new lock to pick" You stole this one.


  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    August 23

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    This is bold, and brave. Your first stanza sets the stage for what will come and your last sent my jaw to the floor.

    A mastermind of allusion, trickery and intent. I loved this from top to bottom and found your take on the contest prompt exceptional. Well done with your subtle use of assonance.

    Simply Sensational. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela


  • BearWoman gold member
    August 16

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    Beautifully alluring

    "feel the brush of passage / soft against your cheek," Mmmm.
    You can pick my lock anytime, you inconstant thief.

  • I read this poem several times because I enjoyed delving into the layers of meaning. Is this the work of a trickster who only offers what he knows will be received, or someone so unsure of himself that he wears a mask to camouflauge his imperfections? Intriguing and a bold way to explore the Shaw's quote. Peace, Liz


  • Emile
    June 27

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    Good

    The way you have woven this piece together with emotions stitched with a poetic thread is unusual and impressive. The theme and rhythm add to this poem as the pace is set within the reader's mind and imagination. Your words took stage and treated the reader to a glimpse of your childlike imagination.

  • Nice work. keep it up and best of luck in the contest.

    TwiztidMaggot

  • a overcast of a poem that dances even on the toung. gives me the feeling of an old 50's gangster film, or like it could be a monologue of a character in sin city

  • I honestly don't know what to say. It dances, to say the least, moving from once stanza to another in a... well... dancing sort of way.

  • definately worth stopping to read. Beautiful words.


  • MyMudPies
    June 27

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    WOW. This was truly well written. One of the best I have read all night. The flow was amazing and although i did not understand the stars they were placed in such a way it was almost as if they needed to be there. Truthfully when i clicked your feature it was by accident but I know that points are hard to come by and if you are going to spend them to feature it is only fair to read and comment on the poem. I am so glad I did read this. It was truly amazing! Great write!
    Stephanie

  • Macsword
    June 27

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    Wonderful lines these...

    every dance of words, of worlds
    lessens the cold limbo
    that haunts my turning soul,

    Going through this write twice I see no flaws. Everything fit nicely together to its conclusion which actually brought and unbidden smile to my face. Well done poet.

  • Superb

    A very fine write, indeed. You have expressed your thoughts quite well. Thanks for sharing this one with us.

  • good2bfree
    June 27

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    Beauutiful peice, love it!! good whats the word.. i dunno! Good Everything!! One of my all-time favourite poems now!!

  • wonderful poetry, masterful direction of images, rich and resonant timbre. love it.


  • ennovy silver member
    June 26
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    beautifully penned piece of poetry...loved it...novy


  • cubert
    June 26

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    wonderful on many levels

    I have a lot I could say about this, but I'm thinking there are more productive ways of doing that, so, suffice to say, it's good, very good and very thought-provoking...and I hope it kicks butt in that contest.


  • Night Hope gold member
    June 26

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    "some memory, pinned against the night"
     
    This line is as tangible as starlight, as palpable as the dreams we place upon their ethereal light. While I disagree about your line stating that you are fiction, I must acknowledge the power & depth within this piece, my Friend. Too many claim romanticism who don't have a clue to its true meanings. I know that you do. Good luck in Ken's contest, Scribe.
     
     


    • pastiche
      June 26

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      lol! If I am not fiction, then what am I?
      I bet no two people will answer the same...

      Thanks for your kind comments.
      Best, p

      • Night Hope gold member
        June 26
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        Whyyy, of course, you be fantasy. And epic. And non-fiction of the highest caliber, Scribe. I bet you wouldn't answer the same on a different day, either.


  • MolliPaige silver member
    June 26

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    Interesting vibe

    Fluid, yet separate...I was captured throughout, waiting to find where it was going to twist and turn next.  It's an inspiring style...which I hope to attempt myself sometime.

     

     

  • wow i really loved this its so intriguing, its beautifully written, i just loved it so much, very well done!

    "for love
    as brilliant as the sun
    as baffling as the moon
    is as inconstant as this poem
    this step away from story
    always incomplete"

    i loved this part it was my favorite, best of luck in the contest, i hope you win gold x

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