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all her candles
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Hyacinth garden
the rain slowly drips down
down glass, steel and stone
in the big heartless city
neon tinted shadows send cryptic
messages
although a masquerade is read
read by her own lips alone
presume all pleasure
is in a ritual called deception
a lie the hallowed have concealed
behind a mask that she wears
she smiles hiding
hiding the tears
they taste of salty desire
perfect in position
sliding down
dripping down
as if written in flagrant text
asking mysterious questions
that chafe within the indescribable words
grey persists all day and into the long night
dreams develop in syllables
until, love disappears
love is without light
now taut anxiety
escapes over the walls of abandon
in her lonely imagination she travels home
as she beds emptiness
where all her candles extinguish
This is woahhhh. Powerful,
This is woahhhh. Powerful, strong and intense. I love the last line, it gives that final blow to the whole picture. I couldn't visualize the poem because it just isin't supposed to be visualized, it's supposed to be felt. no pictures, just feelings and instincts. your flow is absolutely mind-captivating. this has blown me away, and i think i'll keep coming back to this poem because its beyond my capability to understand such a masterpiece.
Totally beautiful imagery of
Totally beautiful imagery of the proverbial "calamity jane" type woman. The "damsel in distress", the epitome of what every wannabe "hero" has a keen eye for. The "temptation of a man's ego to dominate over".... love the sly coo of your words...as I always do.. *smile*
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Someday I hope to visit your Hyacinth Garden Respected Mr 9inety
Someday I hope to visit your Hyacinth Garden Respected Mr 9inety.Maybe in 2031.Your posts are becoming more n more interesting.But somehow I expect some Big Bang from you since your mastery of words,language is excellent(my humble view) Your moony writes are indeed enticing.Merry Chrissy Sir from a visitor from a bog.
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hi
hi. i liked yoiur poem. it had emotion, images, and you expressed your talent as a writer.
Powerful poetry evoking
Powerful poetry evoking strong images. Love this poem. The poem is a good read and well and pointedly written; love your choice of words and descriptive quality.
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Surreal elements caused me to
Surreal elements caused me to drift into the half-dream state reading this poem. Enjoyed tremendously. Your work has evolved so much. It is rich and image full, with new connections and different ways of seeing. Nice ~Lady A