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Saturday, 18 January 2014

15 January


blow out the candles and close the door
you command me softly
in the blackness

i am bald and garmentless
as your tongue glides over me
i am wild and murmurous
white knuckled in the cool sheets

the blue moon illuminates
the yew in the garden just outside the window
and your spirituous silence over me


imaginary gardens with real toads 

poets united




knuckle 
tongues 
candles 
wild 
murmurous 
silence 
yew 
garments 
blackness 
candles 
spirituous 
bald 
door 
moon 










imaginary gardens with real toads

9 comments:

  1. loved the use of the prompt words.. and the sensual mood of this poem...

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  2. Wow, I love the wild & murmurous words specially that second stanza ~ Excellent weaving of words ~

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  3. well now...i probably should go take a shower now...nice heat...and i like the shift to the tree and then back to the silence...

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  4. You wrote a wonderful poem with these words. Loved it.

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  5. nice use of the prompt words...

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  6. SO much in blue moon light brings joy.

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  7. "I am bald" immediately took on its full meaning when followed by "and garmentless." Quite a quick surprise, and very, very effective.

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Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you

peace blogger

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