Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

oh lover,
never had
had
noT forgotten...

eVery night
i sprinkle purple fLowers on your bed,
freshly plucked froM the skY
i leave them for you with a sigH
i wRite poetry on your door
of lovers that never tire
never bite never hurt
of never never neveR leave
but life iSn't this…

oh butterfly on my toNgue,
will you send this message pLease:
a puRple flower froM my heArt
to each who eNtered there
& please make sure
a petal touches each beLoved face
telling them they're nOt alone
& fiLL their souls with warmth…

a warm poem filled with feeling. by the way, i was checking out your work on harlequin's site and really enjoyed it. you are very talented.

What a lovely and deeply felt poem. I am reminded of ancient Greek Pastoral poetry. You use nature images in a lyrically magical way to convey emotions which run deep and profound. This is one of my favorites of yours. It sings my soul to bliss.

John

Some nice imagery in this.

Peace,
Barry

yes, SG

I could warm my hands on this one.

The more I think about your odd capitalization style the more I see that it has a calculated purpose, to make the reader slow down a bit to digest the content.

I would like to hear you read some of these. Is there such a thing as an Afrikans Brogue?

Thank you for the poetry

mj, mj, mj... may i say
you write beautifully
when you're naked...
all barriers removed
with nothing showing
but your heartfelt love

(the way it should be...)

ty, girl!

i didn't know she still had a link to my blog on hers. thank you constantine for bringing that to my attention. it made a difference to my day. such a pretty gracefull soul she be. and thanks for the "checking out" and the "talented".

john...i let my "inner goddess" write this one as always you paint me a pretty nightingale...thank yOu, deeply

barry ...thanks for reading

mr. LRod...slow down...yes, that is the purpose. & emphasis on certain words/images. then again, sometimes i just like the way a capital "S" looks next to "n"...
brogue = accent? yes, very much so. we've got heavy accents. a little brittish, not as rounded and rolling as the american accent, a little clipped even, and we tend to pronounce every letter "properly." (i'll see if i can find you a clip online, to illustrate) mine has already been corrupted after 3 years in the states. heh.
about reading some...my mother used to read/ recite poetry or sing at weddings. me, i'm a little more shy, too perfectionistic and technologically challenged.

stilltrucking...you are welcome

cecil...wow...this is what every poet-girl wants to hear. thank you kindly, sir

*a kiss she blows to all who read* thank you...

collective flowers & soul warmth are welcome, smilegrl!! gracias!!!

thank yOu for enjoying miss arcadia

the metaphor as pure reason
or the literal absence of thought itself
left thinking

if i comment
would it put the poem
on top of the bulletin

I have a flair for the obvious
Because you must know by now it works
Comment on a poem and it kicks it to the top of the bulletin
Where this one belongs

sorry guys, i haven't been here in a while. christmas and all...

sweetwater...not sure what you're saying...so i'll just say "thanks"


jack...

...to the top of the bulletin. Where this one belongs

that was a darling thing to say. thaNk yOu!