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Ars Poetica - by Lily

Kismet Way

January 12th 2008 03:06
The lake looks good today, she would stroll beside and sit at the edge on the flat rock, and watch diamonds and birds emerge from the water. The lake held tears and she had come to listen to the tributary song.

Listen, can you hear the wind weave and roil? Keep moving, keep moving, and dont stay still for too long. Is it too late to create another cosmos? Can spirit be taught to rid the pile of pebbles so as to praise the stars once again? Questions rose from the lake like steam.

The hill was steep and the summoning to a shady tree fell soft to her weary eye. She lay down and admired the angles of the bristly grass, broke bread with leaves, and folded trees into herself. Her shoulders fell back against the paper bark tree, kismet spiriting across her eyes, her skin in summer patina.

She hummed a tune she remembered tasting once before on a hot night, where moths and moonlight danced a dervish, and the fae clasped hands in a circle, skipping about with the wind caught in their shiny fluid dresses.

She wondered about owls and what they witnessed at night. She thought to ask them the next time she was dining with the nocturnes, and press them about their secret blue visions while the town dreamt in shadows and sepia tones, shadow boxing in the essences of the subterranean.

A bee hovered near. She smiled, remembering her wings were resting safe in the silent cave at the bottom of the mountain. Bees dont know much about owls and wisdom is best eaten fresh, honey was the food she craved; it never spoils.


~Lily




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Comment by Ash

January 13th 2008 00:28
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Flashes of memories
Beautiful Lily

You have a wonderful way of conjuring up such peaceful images with your words

Ash

Comment by Lily

January 24th 2008 08:33
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Ars Poetica
dear Ash,

you rock!!!!

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~Lily

Comment by Kristin Wolgemuth

August 12th 2009 14:13
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Poetry Lighthouse
Time to Get Up Club
Lily- I love the way you play with words and weave them into such a wonderful story. Thanks for sharing your talent!

Comment by Lily

August 13th 2009 02:26
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thanks for reading Kristin, have a beaut day!!

~lily


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