Monday, July 22, 2013

hope is the thing with feathers*

no time to think
light shed upon my longing
driven, but soft. sinuous as feathers
with this tear in my heart
gravity turns a sullen back

tonight. and I

become meshed in hope
placid beneath your beauty.


mishla

*title: emily d.

magpie + whirl

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12 comments:

  1. Tess KincaidJuly 22, 2013 at 3:16 PM

    Very nice...love your nod to Emily Dickinson...

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  2. AnonymousJuly 22, 2013 at 3:43 PM

    Love the ending, and the title as well. Lovely piece.

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  3. BerowneJuly 23, 2013 at 2:23 AM

    Skillful and quite effective...

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  4. UnknownJuly 23, 2013 at 4:11 AM

    Emily D. is a favorite of mine, Tess.

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  5. UnknownJuly 23, 2013 at 4:12 AM

    This was a dreamy poem to write, Undercaws.

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  6. UnknownJuly 23, 2013 at 4:12 AM

    And it was all heart, Berowne!

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  7. AnonymousJuly 23, 2013 at 12:46 PM

    This is so lovely, light, like those feathers.

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  8. UnknownJuly 23, 2013 at 3:16 PM

    L2W2D, and you comments are lovely to my ears! Ty.

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  9. hyperCRYPTICalJuly 24, 2013 at 9:22 AM

    Beautiful soft and gentle words Mishla - a pleasure to read.
    Anna :o]

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  10. UnknownJuly 24, 2013 at 2:51 PM

    As are your comments, Anna.

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  11. Magical Mystical TeacherJuly 31, 2013 at 2:05 PM

    What a tender, poignant poem!

    An Acrostic Whirl

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  12. UnknownJuly 31, 2013 at 2:44 PM

    TY!!!! You have made my day Mystical Teacher.

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Love to read your positve-heartfelt thoughts.

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