Sunday, January 2, 2011

Saturday Centus





mist rose to greet her

branches beckoned, an inviting canopy

mood match she thought

vaporous vines, vaporous lives

a New Year of empty promises

as if 60 seconds held wishes

like a bottled genie

no fairy tale, a minute in time

all remains the same, her name

drizzled in the cloud

cold numbing awaits

a release to the pain, a surrender of self

her crumpled up list of resolutions

fluttered on the ground

as she embraced the haze


(Participating in Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus which I have missed for way too long)

16 comments:

  1. Whimsically wonderful! I adored this so very much on so many levels! I am currently embracing my "haze" so this prose reads quiet significant to me. My favorite line? "Cold numbing awaits a release to the pain, a surrender of self" Perfectly penned!

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  2. Beautifully written, but I feel a great sadness in this.

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  3. Wow! I love the way this flows off the page. I cannot say I fully understand, but is that not the case with good poetry? Peace and blessings

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  4. This was lovely and so haunting. Beautifully written centus.

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  5. Thank you all for coming by & your kind comments!
    @ Jeff - sometimes I don't fully understand what comes out of my pen either:) often more of a feeling than anything else

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  6. Kaelin ... geez, I have read this several times ... and i feel somewhat the same as Jeff ... i'm not to sure i understand but i feel somewhat haunted by these words ... there is beauty ... it has left me searching ... and that is a very good thing!

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  7. I feel confusion and hesitancy in this nice poem. There is also the hint of hope. Well done!

    Namaste..........cj

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  8. I really enjoyed this and particularly liked...

    "a New Year of empty promises

    as if 60 seconds held wishes

    like a bottled genie

    no fairy tale, a minute in time"

    Lovely writing, it has an ethereal, dreamlike feel to it. Nice writing. :-)

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  9. Such a sad poem. It works, though.

    NIce job.

    =)

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  10. What a very thoughtful and poignant piece! Well done!

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  11. I love the words. It sounds beautiful. But I am not sure I understand it. Oh well. Good poetry is not meant to be rationally understood; it's meant to be felt! Feels like a dream!
    Best wishes,
    Anna

    P.S.
    Please don't change anything in this text because I don't get it. It's late. I'm tired. I'll try to read it again tomorrow!
    Anna's SC#35

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  12. There is something about your word crafting that gets under my skin.

    Your words are so haunting and poignant.

    This was really amazing.

    Thank you for sharing it with us.

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  13. Beautifully thought-provoking...loved "a minute in time all remains the same....

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