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.Glow from the sparks you captured:
Hundreds floating, glimmering
winged against the breath of wind
and time.
Cast light where faith echoes in shadows
(You are there,
encased in a sphere,
encased by my soul)
And I can't reach you.
/ruth.jacob/
7.06.02
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Very nice work. For such a short poem you touch on quite a few things. I particularly love the beautiful, yet sad ending. Truely heartfelt poem, and it shows.
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it gives me the feeling of desperation. beautifully written indeed.
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I'm amazed. I love it when browsing through devart leads to a fruitful journey
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this poem gorgeous through it's simplicity and lovely choice of words. everything falls together. normally short poems don't do it for me. this certainly did. it shines with beauty.
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Wonderfull peice.. really magnbificent.. i loved how it stood out.. and was... spiritual.. without knowledge.. like it was a pure thought not based on anything else..
wonderfull job..
hmm
where do poets go when they die?
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And you never will. Where do poets go when they die?
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I really like this. I am sorry if I repeat someone else.. there were just so many comments, and I am afraid I didn't read them all.. This has a wonderful, etherial (sp?) feel to it.. so simple, yet so profound. Thank you for sharing it.
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First verse really got my imagination going, started thinking of stars and a bright universe. Thought-provoking poem with a well thought-out vocabulary. A real joy to read
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Crazy
I dig the whole abstractness thing- I've wanted to try summick similar for ages but I could never throw anything together in m'head- ne'er mind to a page..
'sgot a whole dreamlike thing goin' on- kinda crazy stuff that flies through yer head when all the lights are off and yer listenin' to like Enya or summick almost ΓΌberloudly.. then that could be just me.. *shrugs* I like it :j
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the beauty of poetry is in the minimalism. you do it well here. a good example is the paranthesis - a mere two keystrokes, to demonstrate the encapsulation of your lover/yourself (?) that you refer to. i likes it.
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now don't you feel better? always good to spread literary wings above a paper pulp canyon.
more / more!!
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this is just gorgeous, ruth. a poem like a soulsphere full of fireflysparks.
glad to see you're writing again!
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amazing how you captured so much emotion here. as said above me many times this was simply beautiful. the feel to it was just...touching and the flow incredible.
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lovely images, and we are left with such a sense of reaching, of longing ...
good to see your words again.
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I haven't read very much of your work, but what I have read impresses with the images it evokes. However, what impresses me the most is the original phrasing and a refreshing sense of pace.
I guess what I am saying is a like this and what work of yours I have seen.
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it feels dreamlike, until the last line...
great ending to a superspiffy poem, orange.
and you live in the philippines? hee. i love that place. mmm mangoes...
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Your talent is something that I will always enjoy watching... to know you is a blessing...to be your friend is a true gift...and to see you happy...makes dreams come true.
Much love to the Roux!
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i missed this feeling oh so much. how are you able to capture so much that is hidden from me. everything is like a whisper and it leaves me trying not to breath so that my breath won't drown out your words. ahh this is lovely. thank you.
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you made my body feel weird, that's what happens when what you feel is bigger than you.
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I like this, it feels like a dream. This is well done, and I like the fact that its short but not so short that it can't invoke images. I really aught to check your stuff out more often. Nice Work.
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Seems like temporal displacement has gotten the best of you.
I find myself constantly searching for something that appears to be just out of my reach, yet is much closer than I think. Beautiful poem as always Ruth [rock].
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finally
it is beautiful indeed... words mindcrafted to make the reader wonder.
"(You are there,
encased in a sphere,
encased by my soul)
And I can't reach you."
i dont mean to dissect but that's my favorite part.
truth.
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ang ganda ruth. dreamy and somber. galing!
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Short yet wonderfully crafted. Truly MASTERFUL!
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My gosh, Ruth, it's so good to see a poem by you again. And how beautiful this is, in spite of it's longing it is breathtaking. Your words are always so expertly chosen, that it's easy to allow the hundreds of glimmering sparks winged against the flow of wind to simply surround me like magic as I read. What a beautiful thought, a beautiful poem. (keep reaching)
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sounds like you had a dream about this.
love your words. beautiful poem.
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Just as it is as good for you to write again, it feels good for me to see you write again. So you should write more! This is an interesting start, so write more! This poem is like a spark among hundreds of sparks, but yet it stands out on its own for its stunning simplicity and gracefulness.
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