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"Slumber Symphony" by Narcissa

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I recall
picking Forget-Me-Nots from your eyes...

In dreams
muted voices
still compose verses

Your hands like brass horns
Instruments that stole my breath
Even eden moved closer
to listen ...

Time conducted tragedy
in string melody
a lovers inquiry
in each picked petal

With every fallen question
you fade...
deaf and discouraged
widowed stems
linger in my palms

In slumber
I devote
to recover our harmony
and my beheaded garden




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On Sunday May 4th, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus (378) writes:
I was in the mood to read some of your work, this worked well. It seems I can relate to your work no matter what day it is or what mood I'm in. *salutes yet again*


On Sunday May 4th, 2008, Narcissa (725) writes:
Funny...I feel the same when I read your work...and frequently my day is brightened from it.


On Saturday April 12th, 2008, Sketso (502) writes:
"beheaded garden" - now that's some imagery that will stick with me! I've never quite looked at it that way... perhaps you won't mind if I borrow it for my daisies some day?


On Monday April 7th, 2008, Magic Hatter (2379) writes:
I think whilst you wrote this well, with some haunting imagery and wordchoice, I was really put off by the opening 2 lines - sort of too obvious for me, to...samey "picking *insert poetic descriptive* from your eyes...know what I mean? Can see it reflects a more Romantic angle; but I've read aot of that type of poetry...perhaps I'm just asking for something new - there's not much of it written here for sure....alas, articulate and emotionally interesting, just not for me...


On Saturday April 5th, 2008, wonderlandhysteria (2184) writes:
This left me in a sort of moonsick state. I've missed this feeling. Poetry like this breathes and leaves the reader breathless, in turn. Romanced, sultry imagery with hushed undertones and an artist's touch. Well done. Thank you.


On Saturday April 5th, 2008, NikesRain (1511) writes:
an effortless flow from light dreaminess to sad and aching... the images and feeling you painted went from gentle clouds to a soaking rain.... a breakingly well done write


On Saturday April 5th, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus (378) writes:
Wow... Brilliant, I like the modifications you made to it. Loved every word of this one :) *salutes*


On Saturday April 5th, 2008, After hours (477) writes:
Enjoyed this a bunch, that fist lines a ripper and sets fluent tone of great description, tied of nicely in the last line.....loved it



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