for Crawling Out of My Nightgown and into the Rafters5/18/2009 c1 Isca
"Could I pluck them from my mouth?" That's rather horrifying. It reminds me of dream interpretation and teeth symbolism.
I loved your use of the word 'braid' to describe fire-very creative!
"Could I pluck them from my mouth?" That's rather horrifying. It reminds me of dream interpretation and teeth symbolism.
I loved your use of the word 'braid' to describe fire-very creative!
5/13/2009 c1 Amarantha
My most favorite yet. Sometimes I wonder if your poems describe me completely...because this one utterly did.
My most favorite yet. Sometimes I wonder if your poems describe me completely...because this one utterly did.
5/13/2009 c1 
1k+Faithless Juliet
Fascinating, as always. Your work has taken on such a new hue of emotional strength, it's really astounding.
As with your last few pieces you hint about a sexual situation (not strongly, but the vibe is still there), you also mention a child (or the imagery of a pregnant women?) I remember one of your last poems dealt with that subject, as well. There's also a stanza or two about a wedding dress. That makes me think of commentment - modling yourslef to another person or an idea, it was very strongly rooted in the piece.
Imagry that I adore: The first few verses about your teeth - turning them to constalations, wearing them as pearls - absolutly breathtaking (pardon the cliche)
I also really loved one of the ending verses about your HIM cupping his hands and holding your liquid form within them. Protection? Devotion? It makes me think that this is a very real love that you're speaking of. A love that has no alternations or demands. A simple love, in a complex poem, if you will.
The ending was nice, you could have gone on to make it longer, you didn't lose me once in the reading of it. What more can I say, I adore it. Keep up the good work, and post more soon. ;)
Much love,
Juliet.
1k+Faithless JulietFascinating, as always. Your work has taken on such a new hue of emotional strength, it's really astounding.
As with your last few pieces you hint about a sexual situation (not strongly, but the vibe is still there), you also mention a child (or the imagery of a pregnant women?) I remember one of your last poems dealt with that subject, as well. There's also a stanza or two about a wedding dress. That makes me think of commentment - modling yourslef to another person or an idea, it was very strongly rooted in the piece.
Imagry that I adore: The first few verses about your teeth - turning them to constalations, wearing them as pearls - absolutly breathtaking (pardon the cliche)
I also really loved one of the ending verses about your HIM cupping his hands and holding your liquid form within them. Protection? Devotion? It makes me think that this is a very real love that you're speaking of. A love that has no alternations or demands. A simple love, in a complex poem, if you will.
The ending was nice, you could have gone on to make it longer, you didn't lose me once in the reading of it. What more can I say, I adore it. Keep up the good work, and post more soon. ;)
Much love,
Juliet.