The Crystal's Empty

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              In mine duke
            the crystal sated
          firmly in my custody
  as mine gawp through the pane
      of your supple walk past I

                   yesss
    the sound from the distance
  your sandals brushing the walk
     and the flurry of mine heart
   caused the rush of the crystal
                to mine lips

     The sounds turned to sight
    as you entered mine picture

Oh the bliss of my pounding pulse
               held steady
   with assist of the red found in
               mine crystal
 
Your pause to lean and sense the
    bouquet of my flaxen roses
         did lend hark to the 
            crystal’s empty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Breidenthal Avatar
November 3, 2011 at 9:55 PM
This poem is excellent! I agree with most of the comments below. It's quite a dazzling poem! Thank you for your sweet comment on my poetry. :) Always, Laura
Guzzi Avatar
August 1, 2011 at 8:21 PM
Oh my you are getting so romantic! I do feel this is a bit unfinished maybe a little more would help the reader understand the scene better? line 4 [gawp]? as I gawk? Light & Love
Bloomsfield Avatar
July 20, 2011 at 9:18 PM
So very creative and sensual,i can picture the view : )..trying to read some poetry today,have some time here..hope you're fine dear james and noah too!
Aboobacker Avatar
July 18, 2011 at 5:27 AM
Straight into my heart! Loved it James!
Dietrich Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 9:18 PM
Interesting one about a crystal, James. Imaginative! Thanks for your comment on Trucker Joe. I know some drivers love their job, but it's no fun when you lose the job you really love and have to settle for so man headaches as driving for a bad company!
Onclaud Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 6:17 PM
soothing effect and feel that undersores the delightful strains of an oneserving heart, james.. wow! :) huggs, nette
Austin Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 2:15 PM
A toast to this one, Sir James. Gadzooks! Just think what might come about should you pour another? Love, daver
Austin Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 2:17 PM
Sorry about your allergy to cats. As for myself - I get along fine, save for an occasional hairball. daver
Falotico Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 1:23 PM
Stoping by for two reasons..1st to read som of your fine poetry, 2nd how did you make out with the lady on the train??lol... Seriously 2nd to thank you for all the kind comments that you take the time out to write on my poetry....Stay well my friend... Michael
Sweetheart Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 12:40 PM
well u have a unique way of expressing sweet emotion James.. a vague touch of old English .. a valiant sense of chivalry ..truly dynamic and breathtaking as I felt every line u penned with great fervor luv.. appreciate your sweet comments always on my work..luv.happy weekend...
Guzzi Avatar
July 15, 2011 at 10:30 AM
such a mysterious write!! Hope you and Noah are well! Light & Love
Johnson Avatar
July 14, 2011 at 3:06 PM
Dear James. Thank you so much for your kind words and leading me back to your lovely poetry. I am reading your offerngs again with pleasure. It is hard to find the time we need to savor each other's poetry. I am proud to know that one of mine is in your favorites. Love, Joyce
Johnson Avatar
July 14, 2011 at 3:06 PM
Dear James. Thank you so much for your kind words and leading me back to your lovely poetry. I am reading your offerngs again with pleasure. It is hard to find the time we need to savor each other's poetry. I am proud to know that one of mine is in your favorites. Love, Joyce
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July 14, 2011 at 1:07 PM
James you have perked up my day....I was trying to get in a heavy neutral grey funk....my jowls as low as they could go. I was tripping on my lip....Now I can roll it up a little bit. boogy boogy boogy!! :-p] Thanks for the comments!!
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