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First Flower
By boneplate
Such grace and beauty.
the moon comes out in the day to feel
her
presence.
words so spiritual.
satan stops to listen,
to cry.
her voice fills the cruel world
with
hope.
soothing the lost.
lepers strain to catch
her tears.
finding peace,
if only for an instant.
breath that envelopes the world,
a dense fog
washing away
sins.
to see through her eyes
is to see Eve.
closer to God.
she is not just any flower,
but
the first in Eden…..
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Copyright 2009 boneplate
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On Friday, July 14, 2023, carlosjackal
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wrote:
This is lovely winding poetics.
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A former member wrote:
in an Elysian field.... maybe she beckons and I cannot hear.... to see her eyes
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A former member wrote:
again, i really like the concept in this; the sensual with the divine; a magdalene with the grace enough in and of herself. i think you should take this [possibly graven] image and write of it.......run with it.
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A former member wrote:
this makes me wish I knew her... but I've never met an one such as this.... heavenly in every instant
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A former member wrote:
dont know whether to envy this woman or to hate her; either way. .. . she is dire. you made her soft and luminous and more than she is with these words. pretty.
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A former member wrote:
This piece tells an interesting story. You may want to try and separate your stanzas a bit, in some places it's hard to tell where to pause and begin on a new thought. Just an friendly observation, excellent concept all the same. +tpu+
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On Tuesday, December 15, 2009, boneplate
(58) wrote:
Thank you, great observation. any help is gladly accepted..
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