Monday, March 22, 2010

aura


*
johann's
voice still
feeds her memory

lyrical
whispers swaying
a moonlit room

when
she lifts
her drowsy face

the
veil of
his aura embraces

maria ~
distills loneliness
to a forgotten

dream ...


mia
3.21

http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/

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29 comments:

  1. MothSmokeLoverMarch 22, 2010 at 12:50 AM

    She reminds me of myself.

    Very well written mia.

    I hope all is well at your end.

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  2. miaMarch 22, 2010 at 12:52 AM

    O! jal pari...exquisitely wonderful to
    hear from you again...all is a beautiful
    dream...merci.

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  3. SandyCarlsonMarch 22, 2010 at 2:57 AM

    Beautifully done, Mia.

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  4. KayMarch 22, 2010 at 5:34 AM

    great flow and mystic here

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  5. miaMarch 22, 2010 at 6:31 AM

    merci, sweet sandy...i was unable to leave
    a comment on your lovely poem at your place.

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  6. miaMarch 22, 2010 at 6:32 AM

    merci for the mystic, kay.

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  7. RobinMarch 22, 2010 at 1:46 PM

    Oh, very bitter sweet, but really well done.

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  8. Cassiopeia RisesMarch 22, 2010 at 1:50 PM

    So very beautiful Well done.


    Melanie

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  9. spiritsoflenaMarch 22, 2010 at 7:29 PM

    Love the last three lines!

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  10. MojoMarch 22, 2010 at 8:29 PM

    That distilled loneliness is bitter. This made me ache. Thank you.

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  11. SisterJuliaMarch 23, 2010 at 10:40 AM

    Oooh, sad and lovely.

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  12. Aayushi MehtaMarch 23, 2010 at 11:17 AM

    Evoked beautiful images, though it was meant to be sad, all I was left with was beauty and longing!

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  13. Tumblewords:March 23, 2010 at 6:39 PM

    Ah, beautiful!

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  14. The Write GirlMarch 23, 2010 at 7:29 PM

    This poem is so dreamlike and also very vivid. Nicely written.

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  15. AmityMarch 24, 2010 at 12:58 AM

    what a lovely aura...beautifully written Mia!

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  16. Loch RobMarch 24, 2010 at 12:22 PM

    I enjoyed your poem. Thought, memories, and emotions distilled from a dream. The lingering image of someone's presence can be haunting.

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  17. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:52 PM

    as life is bittersweet...the bitter makes
    the sweet sweeter...merci robin.

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  18. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:53 PM

    mercimerci cass rising...

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  19. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:54 PM

    melanie...a beautiful name...merci

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  20. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:54 PM

    merci, sol.

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  21. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:55 PM

    a most excellent compliment to make one
    ache from a poem i've written...merci mojo

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  22. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 3:56 PM

    sister julia & the little one...ahhhh

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  23. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 4:04 PM

    aayushi...well...she is not all sad there
    is always a beauty in fondled memories and
    longing...merci

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  24. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 4:04 PM

    merci...tumblejoy!

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  25. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 4:05 PM

    write girl you always have the nicest
    things to say...merci

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  26. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 4:07 PM

    amity ...ever kind to me...merci

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  27. miaMarch 24, 2010 at 4:18 PM

    oOo...loch rob...yes a past lover's or any
    person heavy in your life...will always
    remain with you...and in some instances
    seem to haunt you...merci for reading this
    poem with your heart

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  28. JP/debMarch 27, 2010 at 3:00 PM

    loneliness as a forgotten dream - great metaphor! peace, JP/deb

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  29. miaMarch 28, 2010 at 11:33 AM

    bon jour j/p...merci.

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