Red Like The Color of Wine and Flowers
By Rebel_not_Radical
I miss you
My heart grows weary waiting
Pretty soon it'll dissipate into supernovas
like millions of star that are scattered
Up in the night sky
-It remembers me of your silky black hair
slipping through my fingers like you did-
Because maybe you'll see them
Even if you're on
The other side of the world
I hope I will be able to feel you
-It'll believe it'll happen when you
and i are staring at it as an ocean-
To speak on invisible telephone wires
spanning through pulses
Of time and earth and love
Emptying every drop of my soul
-I'll give anything to gear the
clockwork of time backwards baby-
And remembering every little stuff
That brought some little more smiles
Like flowers wilting in reverse
To see the petals form a ghost of a flower
-I would love it if it happened on a
rainy november when we walked hand-in-hand-
I tip my bottle of wine
And drops fall unto my shattered wine-glass
I wish they were...
...you...
Comments on "Red Like The Color of Wine and Flowers"
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On Saturday, October 21, 2006, Cassandra
(14) wrote:
All of my favorite lines've been quoted and judged... and this entire piece broke my heart in several places - wonderful, and amazing. It's difficult for me to feel through words these days, and you hit me square in the chest. This is an impeccable write.
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A former member wrote:
"I'll give anything to gear the clockwork of time backwards baby" Stunning; absolutely gorgeous. I love the almost Blues (as in music) & the pulsing passion in the poetry of the heart. Faraway, so close. Love the title; it's the supernova of the poem...
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A former member wrote:
A marvelous expression of longing and regret. "-I'll give anything to gear the
clockwork of time backwards baby-" - Right on!
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On Wednesday, October 4, 2006, TaintedButterfly
(653) wrote:
Broke my heart in places I didn't know could break, Tetch! This is something I feel deep into my soul. Just want you to know that. Well done. Julia~
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A former member wrote:
stunning images.. with a quiet, lovely, lonely feeling. some lines made me gasp as you drew innocence and yearning together. to feel at your depth, and envision these emotions as art is quite exquisite.
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A former member wrote:
that ending..damn. such an amazingly sad poem.."It remembers me of your silky black hair slipping through my fingers like you did-" i could see this entire poem. excellent write, tetchy.
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A former member wrote:
"I wish they were...you..." *sighs* You've captured a moment in time, freeze-framing the world so it can revolve around you and see what you feel...and my, I feel it with you. Excellent. ~*Beth*~
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On Monday, October 2, 2006, mozarts cat
(183) wrote:
Like flowers wilting in reverse / To see the petals form a ghost of a flower .. this is timeless .. beautifully crafted .. the imagery is sublime!