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.
The tunes of melancholy come through for me. An exceptional poem and I agree there is a talent here that can say so much in so few words and with the loudly spoken gesture of such unfettered individuality. H
Icredibly beautiful poem...loved it the minute I saw it. The repetitions are masterly and one just gets tangled up in the emotions hinted at that yet remains mysterious. I have just come across the word MIDAREOGAMI...which is Japanese for tangled hair and both the phrase and your poem have morphed into my mind as two things of beauty. I remain tangled in your feelings and words. love Dónall Dónall
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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beyond red lips her teeth... an oasis of ONE pAVEment... you plaster, dates for many... ... Annie get your gun... the firing range is hot with this one... always with the aroha, Deana