A Metamorphoasis Poem by ONElia AVElar
A Metamorphoasis
Huddled up in the cloister of her hair
beyond red lips her teeth - white rosary
It's all she needs to be a nun in privacy.
Huddled up in the veil of her hair
beyond red lips her teeth - white seeds
It's all she needs to sow longings.
'Longing' is a multiform word, these lines are worthy of 'Metamorphoses' by Horace.
As always, a beautiful multilayered picture, this time of passionate sadness. Your imagery, taken from the most passionate religion that I know of, is very strong and you achieve so much in so few words. Love, Jan x
One, Yes, this poem is multi-layered. I find a metamorphOasis. You seem to have moved to a new poetic plane. Any way, it is magical. CP
short verses that create ripples in the lake of thoughts - striking very deep chords.10/10 and my vote!
Yes, its a metamorphosis, a complete change in her appearance and character. The magic transformation of a woman.
Refreshing- always above our simple human nature and lots - air- faith - desire - a new kingdom
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4/25/2024 9:08:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful depiction, tender words expressed perfectly. HG: -) xx