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In the Realm of Silver Linings

" Perhaps, life is just a disaster wrapped in fairy-glow fragments ~ shimmering with stars of death... " O' beloved moment of time, take me where I belong, in the henna haze of scentless leaves draped in doves of lotus, I'll whimsically walk in your vivacious veins... I am d r o w n i n g O' dear foe of faith, let me float beneath the shadow ~ where phoenix meadows don't yet reap of poisonous pixies... I am d i v i n g O' my ivy moonrise, perhaps, I'm a torn feather oscillating in the notes of sirens and sealust ~ aching to be an archangelic snare and dying to blossom in the devil's care... O' champagne tendrils of vineyard, I'll be the ruffle of a rippling rose wrinkled by winter, cradled in a roulette of remorse ~ I am f a d i n g... When the mist of tears waltzes in the eyes and there's nothing more for the muted thunders to conceal, I hope to swathe myself in the charcoal lake of lightening ~ that pierces those midnight moonflowers, and their wavering murmurs breathe merciless secrets across pearl-ivory patterns, where the Satan once painted his grief... For, I nevermore wished to be a scarecrow studded with obsidians, midst treacherous tunes of tulips ~ that feigned to be the most eloquent facade of fuchsia frantics, stung by sly honeybees in the cape of saviours. Maybe, my words have engraved me as a mythical alphabet, across the alabaster rain of sunsets ~ as I no longer feel caressed by the songs of seashells, that once scribbled sagas of twinkling trust upon marigold sands. I ache for the aerial cosmic dust to soak in my lungs and filter me with orchid fragrances ~ which had abandoned the aurelian aroma of budding butterflies from flying to the sun in my heart... Seasoned by haunted honeysuckles, I try to fathom, if everything is separated from the end by a fickle yarn of golden eclipse ~ that yearns to tangle in heather hallucinations of happiness. In the realm of silver linings, can I be a long lost labyrinth forsaken by Eurydice, where sorcery shapes me as the bloodthirst of Orpheus' stars... ? Clenching on the clandestine heatwaves of yesteryear longings, I am swelled up with a million unseen moons ~ swirling within the periwinkle fog of fireflies. Nevertheless, there I surf... as the last sailor of memories, b r e a t h i n g in that forlorn ode of sapphires, which got lost in the salts of time...

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Date: 10/17/2024 4:50:00 AM
Whoa! I really thought you were Ink Empress! You two have very similar writing styles. Welcome back, Hiya. You haven't lost your touch, for sure. What a stunner you penned here. Heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest!
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Date: 10/8/2024 5:18:00 AM
Hiya, you are one of the brilliant poets on this site who I read and stand back in awe. There are a lot of things to sadden us, and I love that you have the will to look for the good things in life and remember them as well...if I am reading this correctly. You have a wonderful heart, and may I send you many smiles!
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Date: 10/1/2024 4:55:00 PM
Stunning poem explores themes of longing, and loss. You grapple with feelings of drowning and fading, signifying a struggle against transcendence. The imagery of nature, cosmic elements, and mythical references suggest a yearning for connection with deeper truths and beauty, even while acknowledging the pain and chaos of existence. The poem reflects on the passage of time, the fragility of memories, and the search for meaning in a world filled with both wonder and sorrow. Missing you too Hiya.
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Date: 10/1/2024 6:39:00 AM
Dear hiya, its nice to see you write something long and something that flows with such creative metaphors, emanating shades of emotions woven with mythology and more! Brilliant diction throughout and i cant help but think, we are all flowers in a field of sly honeybees, stung, and withered from the wicked winds of life and time! Such is life! Sincerity and kindness has become a rare sight, and one can only find such peace in dreams! Theres many lines in this that really stood out for me, especia
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Date: 10/1/2024 6:42:00 AM
Especially “ I ache for the aerial cosmic dust to soak in my lungs and filter me with orchid fragrances ~ which had abandoned the aurelian aroma of budding butterflies from flying to the sun in my heart...” that resonates with me strongly! How touching and poignant! I havent been online much but today thought of reading some poems and i felt the depth of this soulful poem as i read yours! Hope you are doing well and your aura remains protected from the evil eyes and everything that lurks to lure innocent ones to the dark side of the moon! Love the moon metaphors! Best wishes in the contest! Sending you and your family light today and always
Date: 10/1/2024 4:01:00 AM
WOW! where did you learn to write like that ? can you teach me ? Your so amazing when you pour your heart out like this dear poetess, love it, to no end...
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Date: 10/1/2024 1:25:00 AM
From where to start praising what you have created, composed, painted, weaved, breathed of words that belong to You only dear Hiya! Allowing your avid reader to have many a sip from your cup of beauty, touch with a savouring heart every single word from so powerful a diction a so unique register emanating from a rich emotional life and a wild free imagination and a so illuminated brain.. Your poetry is ranking so high reaching a most beautiful and stunning level of wonder and uniqueness! No line can I choose over one other! A whole harmony of imagery sound music and an amazing dexterity! That's poetry to me! Creating the best of worlds, thoughts, feelings, images from words! Simply WOW! GOD bless your gifted soul my dear and an immense pleasure to read your wonderful poetry! My best wishes.
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Date: 9/30/2024 11:56:00 PM
Oh, how lovely it is to read of being swelled up with a million unseen moons ~ swirling within the periwinkle fog of fireflies! I read your beautiful poem, with deepest delight, Hiya Blessings.
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Date: 9/30/2024 2:09:00 PM
ohhh ,elaborate phrases on hope shine within your piece, hiya... beautifully composed!
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Date: 9/30/2024 9:56:00 AM
Nice poem Hiya. Nice to see you back. Don't forget your entry in Anthology. Todaybis the last day.
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Date: 9/30/2024 9:07:00 AM
A journey that takes you where "midnight moonflowers and their wavering murmurs breathe merciless secrets" Very nicely written Hiya
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Date: 9/30/2024 5:43:00 AM
Welcome back Hiya. I can picture you waltzing amongst a periwinkle fog of fireflies. Lovely
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Date: 9/30/2024 2:07:00 AM
Beautiful metaphors and poetry of time is a painting of words that reach the soul. Welcome back.
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Date: 9/30/2024 12:56:00 AM
The aurelian aroma of budding butterflies is just an example of your alliterative capabilities. Great vocabulary. Glad to see you back.
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Date: 9/29/2024 5:17:00 PM
Creative lines penned. Who are the Pixies? Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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