woman of the spring shadow

shadow woman of the disrobed spirits
mornings vast difference of subtle moments
between earth and sky's disheveled gathering
of spring
i have found you in the meadows blindness
where one final bird calls your body's art
to my lost fingers
and there the dawning fragrance
has kissed all flowers
and i have dared remember
as once with eyes we touched them
and held the leaves open between us
that spring could live and find us within

— Orphani, May 01, 2010

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Nordic cloud

16 years 1 month ago

On the wings of springs undressed visions

Ann of Norway Oh the petals parted and the song of the one bird on the wings of springs undressed visions you sound a call into Winter's dark womb to waken shoots of joy to spire their way towards the skies with sentinels strewn. Liked this one too dearest brother Barrry My love to you with Springs joys on every leaf and every flower. Ann

Orphani

16 years 1 month ago

I think Anna’s getting

I think Anna's getting tired of my poetic adoration so I'm going to extoll her laundry folding abilities and meat loaf- after a few more beers; during the commercials:cheers. B

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

I never made meat loaf (but

I never made meat loaf (but would you please hum a few bars?), must have been the other Anna. Ha! (How did we get so much laundry, anyhow?) I am eating a Barry Salad. Spring mix, spinach, red onion, tomato, shredded carrot, cucumber, cranraisins, apple, orange, baby portobellos, cheese, raspberries with Raspberry Walnut Vinaigrette dressing. Wish you were here to share and then read some outlaw poetry for desert, and whatever else our minds can conjure up. ;-( Your Laundry Goddess, Anna "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach

Orphani

16 years 1 month ago

Oh yea, it was chicken

Oh yea, it was chicken Paprikash. I remember you were beating up a couple of jahovah"s witnesses on the porch, and it almost burned. The police liked it though. Hungarian non-dualists can be somewhat emotional on an empty stomach if you stereotype them as anti-christian, or meat loafers. B

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

My favourite Meat

My favourite Meat Loaf: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVXrLxOTJk4 with lyrics... "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach

Seren

16 years 1 month ago

Dearest B

Sigh ... love your poetry dear man and you guys could write about dancing tulips and it would still be interesting ... btw Mum thats my favourite Meatloaf song as well ;) love and big hugs JC ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

Orphani

16 years 1 month ago

Iv’e decided to add a

Iv'e decided to add a little honest realism to the poems. Like the time Anna threw all my underwear out the window,and A possum got caught in a pair, and was arrested for indecent disposure. Have you ever seen the package on a possum, And whats wrong with wearing your socks to bed anyway? B

Kailashana

16 years 1 month ago

No, but would you hum a few

No, but would you hum a few bars? ~A p.s. Ok, next time I'll wear pantyhose. Deal? "The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses, but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as a creation of his senses." ~ Ernst Mach