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V e r m i l l i o n .. R u f f

Submitted by Esker on Tue, 2012-07-03 00:20

we've said enough
the interlope between the stands
the haunted shades
in linear lands

these gusset dreams
that stir with night
deliver ghosts
an urgent plight

I've seen you leaving
with the cause
the drape of length
the mid-step pause

I've touched the lucent
of the skin
and heard the falling
rain on tin

These shimmer days
have drawn me thin

your sky shoal blue
caressed in hue
you know just how I
thought of you

Ever more
and more

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Editing - rough draft

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Ian.T

Thu, 2012-07-05 03:25

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As usual a look at the world, yet this one held your eyes for a while..
I hope that her ways were good in your eyes.
A lovely description of a form that pleases, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Esker

Sun, 2012-07-15 23:05

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Love is a notion
stirred in the soul
the heart of emotion
a ready made potion

this is and always
is for

a

special One
that commands the
haunted lairs of my
deep
dark
Being

she knows
she knows
the steady
blows that beat
the locks
that hammer
clocks
this bestial pawn
alive at dusk
to sleep upon
dawn

where the magic
humid sweet is
drawn

from boreal forests
to the the lash shored
ocean side

where love moves
the depths
urged lunar
tides

for My Babe!

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BlueDemon77

Mon, 2012-07-16 00:13

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You've tackled love and death tonight and nailed them both. I'm running out of words to tell you how spectacular I think your writing is. Usually a writer has a flaw that can often be overlooked but is nonetheless there. I've yet to detect this in your work. You are among the best poets on NEO in my opinion. Your crisp, exact phrasing, your tendency to find a perfect word and you're neither too intellectual in form to alienate, yet at the same time what you are writing is profound. Perfect mixture of heart and mind.

Bravo sir.

Ron

Blue Demon77

Blue Demon77

"What I want is to be what I was before the knife,
before the brooch pin, before the salve, fixed me in this parenthesis:
Horses fluent in the wind. A place, a time gone out of mind."

The Eye Mote-Sylvia Plath

Esker

Mon, 2012-07-16 01:13

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moments slip away like the current of a river
yet life is full of gleam and waver
what arrives is unknown at times
and what has rounded the view
is away to what i know not at the Here
of Now

housework yardwork cleaning twenty four
speed grooming cats and dog with brush
the motive groove falls into place sometimes
where lax depths lay deep upon my shoulders

death is an old friend
and Love is the light
like a will'o'the wisp
One that is needed to
be found despite the
danger despite the
risks to hearts long
broken

a Leap to Faith
sometimes

becoming a poet was a
long ago dream
and somewhere ahead
around the river bend
is where a dream
becomes from a yesterday
puzzled

and a launch of ideals
driven from the history
hold away to the bold

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Ian.T

Mon, 2012-07-16 02:47

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You have adopted the parallel universes that your mind runs in, the one of life, then love, until they close together as all things must that final universe of death..
But we must never forget that the final place we rest in, is controlled by eternal unconditional love of all things, as all things are the same.
Beautiful writes as always, that the view from the coffee shop will never change though the things outside are different, go well
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Esker

Sat, 2012-07-28 22:20

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saturday night

music on headphones
air conditioner rumble
the night full of homely light
beneath the nude visage
of stars gathered like
brilliant petals

this parallel lull
landscape lush location

how I sit to hear the hush
this love taken
this heart broken
and forsaken

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Ian.T

Sun, 2012-07-29 03:11

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Stare not
into memories eye's
They can be sadness
instilled in your heart,
See the newness
of the scudding clouds
Bearing fresh rain
for fresh grass to grow
Leave not those things
in your sight,
yet use them to see
your new days
as the now is old.
Live damn it live,
in the hope
that now brings
There are trees
that will fall quietly
Though the mountain,
remains too high
Is there a need
To climb??

Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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