elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

A Woman

Poem by elysabeth faslund

I guard your eyes at the dawning...
Veiling you from intrusion.
I guard your face in sleep.
I sing demons of dreams back
Into their Abysses.

I know your dreams long before
You.
If mine tarry...bring me a kitten.
Or baby owl I can name
Archimedes
As Merlin did...
A life-long confidant.

I bring air melodies, responding
Sighs from Eldritch Forests...
That receive no footsteps.
I whisper fire to life, fashion tea,
Gather olden sustenance.

One dawn, when sadness disappears
From your face...
When all is right in your morning...
When you laugh at the world again...
I will tell you my real name.

For now...
I am called Woman.
Only gods can create more
Than me.


Comments about A Woman by elysabeth faslund

  • K. V. VenkataramanaK. V. Venkataramana (4/5/2008 1:41:00 AM)

    'Only gods can create more
    Than me. ' - Aptly said Elysabeth; a nice poem.(Report)Reply

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  • Ben Gieske (12/5/2007 3:01:00 PM)

    If you are not a god, you must come close to being one. I like this part:
    'I whisper fire to life, fashion tea,
    Gather olden sustenance.' Women can do so much. If the world would only let them.(Report)Reply

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  • Gregory Gunn (7/15/2007 1:18:00 PM)

    The very first poem of yours that I've had the honour to peruse, and what a piece of virtu it is! An indicant of myriad forthcoming pleasurable reads, I truly hope. You are definitely talking my language with this superb offering, Elysabeth. Magical quilling, milady.

    Respectfully,

    Greg(Report)Reply

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  • Emma Johnson (7/15/2007 4:29:00 AM)

    A very beautiful piece. I love the namelessness of the source of sustenance. Susie xx.(Report)Reply

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  • Ben Gieske (7/12/2007 7:53:00 AM)

    A pleasure to read. It flows and gradually builds the suspense until that powerful and final statement. I believe that our salvation will only come through the power of the woman. What to do with man - so blind.(Report)Reply

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  • Sylvia ChidiSylvia Chidi (6/30/2007 1:40:00 PM)

    Absolutely adore this poem, well done!(Report)Reply

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  • Alison Cassidy (6/28/2007 7:23:00 PM)

    Your poem reminds the reader of a mystical time from long ago when the feminine spirit was all powerful, and all compassionate. A time before testosterone took control, and egos thrived and fought and died. Your poem sings like an ancient acapella and its message is one of wisdom and warmth. love it. Allie xxxxxxxxxxxx(Report)Reply

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  • Tara very irritated with PH injustice (6/27/2007 9:27:00 AM)

    Oh, good girl! t x(Report)Reply

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  • Ted Sheridan (6/27/2007 2:24:00 AM)

    If I wasn't happy and married...two words which confound me most of the time...I'd be over for a nightcap.(Report)Reply

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  • Gregory Collins (6/25/2007 8:00:00 PM)

    if i was put in a boat
    and people marveled from the street
    id scream so they would whisper
    woman are as vast as empires
    that drip from leaf to leaf


    you might have a fan with half a smile
    and that is my fault..


    thanks(Report)Reply

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  • Marci Made (6/18/2007 9:36:00 PM)

    Beautiful, excellent thought process in this poem....The last verse resonates loud and strong and clear...I AM WOMAN! , , , , , marci.xo(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011