you enter from
the burning dawn
exhausted
golden edges charred
from reaching hard
out to in
then to now
you stand
quivering from
the passing
I see
know
what you are
what you were
beneath my touch
moment aching
dark and gone
lost again to night-fire
embers on the wind
release
your woman scent
drifting near
it still can sear
these hungry fingers
searching
from my soul
Wed Sep 06, 2006 4:49 pm
desert-fish
Joined: 13 Apr 2006
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very intense poem...felt like i was there, just for a moment
this is i believe the second poem of yours i've read, the other was skinwalker, i think...you have a way of making me actually FEEL the moment..it's almost a visceral sense of words...I hope that makes sense to you- I don't know how else to put it!!
pale
Fri Sep 08, 2006 5:25 pm
MichaelFirewalker
Joined: 22 Aug 2006
Posts: 97
Location: Seattle
Hi, pale----methinks that is the goal of every poet, that one's words be palpable, so you have muchly blessed me with yours----this is a poem about a woman whom I loved many years ago----she committed suicide, and I still grieve for her...
Thank you,
Michael
Fri Sep 08, 2006 5:30 pm
desert-fish
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Posts: 2777
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quote:Originally posted by MichaelFirewalker:
Hi, pale----methinks that is the goal of every poet, that one's words be palpable, so you have muchly blessed me with yours----this is a poem about a woman whom I loved many years ago----she committed suicide, and I still grieve for her...
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Mon Sep 11, 2006 2:26 am
MichaelFirewalker
Joined: 22 Aug 2006
Posts: 97
Location: Seattle
Thank you Pale and Eiregirl----I value your heart-gifts----sometime, when I am more sure of myself here, and if you all would like it, I will share a bit of the little book I wrote for her----each chapter combines small poems with a little prose piece----it all happened forty years ago, likely before any of you dearhearts were born, and it is a laying-to-rest of sorts...
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