flower-envying
the day of the sea
for dance of tragedy in one key
bleeds, the root
and laz crawls like a dandelion.
shame, shame of the garden
born naked; wastrel-limbs
crawl rain,
winter of pearl sinking
feet
poisoning again
a body
breaking their wisps
and bones, come leaf,
god forbid if I meant it,
lies the stone where i look
through dooms of stars
and fragility of love
I give this womb an air
over the grave for you and I
above.
“So close that your sea rises with my heat” C.Perez ~ Love in a Time of Climate Change
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Written for the dVerse prompt: Choose ONE line and write your poem as continuation where the poet left off, thematically, in the same mood, rather than literally. Give special thought to your own final lines.
Pseudopsychosis. 
This is vividly chilling Lucy… standing naked in a frosty winter garden…
“shame, shame of the garden
born naked; wastrel-limbs
crawl rain,
winter of pearl sinking
feet”
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Oh, I thank you so much Ivor! That is honestly my favorite stanza in this piece, which makes me happy that you enjoyed that one too. ❤
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I can pick ’em Lucy 😉
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You sure can! 😀
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I think we never really know how close we are to the grave… we might feel it sometimes like the damp breath of dusk, or catch the scent of the grave in passing… but maybe we have to ignore the abyss if want to keep walking,
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That is definitely true! Thank you for your feedback. ❤ ❤
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This poem howls in anguish.
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I agree with you there. 🙂
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Wow! This is deliciously dark and chilling, Lucy! Especially love; “god forbid if I meant it, lies the stone where i look through dooms of stars and fragility of love.” 💝💝
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Thank you greatly, Sanaa!
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So dark and chilling. You are the expert at that, Lucy. No doubt about it! Wow!
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I’m glad I could clear up that doubt. 😉
Thank you so much!
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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lies the stone where i look
through dooms of stars
and fragility of love
This passage is so splendid Lucy. Dark piece overall, but fascinating to read, as usual.
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Thank you so much, Rob! I always appreciate your comments. ❤
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A very interesting and sad love poem. I see we were kindred spirits in our poem choice today! :>)
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Thank you so much!
And yes, kindred spirits indeed! It’s a wonderful quote.
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I thought so as well!
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The subtle play between birth and death, the womb and the grave, come through very strongly in this piece, which was a fine way to follow the lines from Perez.
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Thank you so much. ❤ ❤
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You’re welcome ❤️
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Wow… such an eerie poem…
-David
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Thank you, David. ❤
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I love the way you’ve riffed on the Perez line, Lucy, the ‘dance of tragedy in one key’ and the story of Eve’s shame or curse.
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Thank you so much, Kim!
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I always look forward to reading your poems, and this one didn’t disappoint!
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Oh wow, I am so ecstatic to hear that. Thank you!
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