Amid a garden of stones,where no life blooms
She saunters like an apparition in hushed resonance
Wading in the gentle woven lull the night looms
Reveling in thoughts of wind and storms chaotic presense
Her dreams whisper as the heavens thunder
In a heartbeat,the sky is polorized
And she rises in the stillness now rent asunder
Caressing the lightening that illuminates her opalescent eyes
The warm serein kisses upon her skin
Like the touch of a sensual lovers anesthesia
Lost in this aphotic aphrodisiacs dripping passion
Her enchanted soul lay aphasic,in blissful,torrential allesthesia
As the air and earth become drenched with dense downpour
Her lips part for her tongue to taste its nepenthean droplets
Washing away her hearts myopathy,foul and sour
Cleansed and radiant,she dances and forgets
Waltzing with the rain in the mist of the ebbing eve
Feelings once drown and desecrasted are reborn divine
No longer miserys bride,parched of bitter bereave
She sips welkin ambrosia,sweet as wine
As cerulean tints the pitch,and the sun begins to stir
She greets the morning hesitant and fawn
Bathed with a nival glisten upon her
She is a dew soaked rose in the nascent dawn
Author notes
I lost the picture to this long ago to a corrupted hard drive that had to be reformatted.
In fact, I have lost all my pictures of her....so truly this piece is phantom-esque, like the other 4
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"Amid a garden of stones,where no life blooms
She saunters like an apparition in hushed resonance
Wading in the gentle woven lull the night looms
Reveling in thoughts of wind and storms chaotic presense
Her dreams whisper as the heavens thunder
In a heartbeat,the sky is polorized
And she rises in the stillness now rent asunder
Caressing the lightening that illuminates her opalescent eyes"
This is so beautiful! I see why you have so many comments! I wish I could write like this.
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Back from the rare time I was inspired to write such sweet noir.
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Thanks for all the other comments, by the way! I appreciate it!
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That is so cool. I love it!
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Wow... this is a luxuriously worded and vivid masterpiece, and it has been my pleasure to read it. I can offer no critique here other than the tiny grammatical point of having spaces after commas. Very well done, bookmarked this
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Thanks.
I don't know why I didn't space after the commas, laziness I guess.....
Wow, I don't think many, if anyone has ever bookmarked anything of mine before.
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wow good job
lovedd it
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It is very well rhymed poetry, which I happen to like very much. However, there are so many words in this poem that I do not know the meaning of, too many to look them all up, that for me this detracts from the overall experience of reading the poem. This is just how it affects me. I don't personally know anyone with that extensive a vocabulary, but some others may like those rarely used words?
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No worries.
I just like to look up new words to use that seem cool, and help to not make the write seem boring to me.
That's how I keep my interest to write most of the time.
In truth, sometimes I go back and read things and forget what some words mean
Thanks forthe read, write and comment.
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I love this kind of writing. The read is like a needle thread and a deep rich colored fabric. There was a twisting in this that I can definitely associate with. A dew soaked rose was one of the most sensual things I think I have ever read. So many emotional turns in it too, which I enjoyed.
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wow, this poem left me speechless. i honestly dont know what to say. um ... wow this is amazing. well done.
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write a book?
wow...
maybe i will be able to write like this someday
upon a time of a time, within a day
lol. this is really good.
-the end- ;]
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