s./j. goldner

Rookie (March 2nd,1984 / USA)

Nye* - Poem by s./j. goldner

my lips are the berries—my eyes the leaves
on your mistletoe above the doorstep;
her lips are the ash from the fireplace
when they are pressed against yours.



*abbreviation for new year's eve


Comments about Nye* by s./j. goldner

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/22/2006 8:37:00 AM)


    SUS...INNOVATION GRANDUER...YOU'VE GOT A MAGIC ABOUT YA, TAKIN
    AS FEW AS SAY, ..29 WORDS AND CREATING AN IMAGE TO LAST A LONG TIME....FRANK
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  • (5/22/2006 7:12:00 AM)


    Lovely one, Susan!
    BWF.
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  • (5/20/2006 9:30:00 AM)


    Delightfully witty title. Thank you for sharing this multi facted, well crafted poem. Kadus! (Report) Reply

  • (5/11/2006 9:51:00 AM)


    this could either be about discovered infidelity or the inability to let go of a past relationship; i enjoy this piece's versatility.

    Jake
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  • (5/8/2006 10:24:00 AM)


    This is a good poem that says to me that love is like a plant that is constantly growing to rise to one other's own heart. God bless and best regards-Mike Gale. (Report) Reply

  • (5/6/2006 6:50:00 PM)


    ash from the fireplace, GREAT LINE, YOU WRITE FROM YOUR HEART.. (Report) Reply

  • (5/4/2006 4:15:00 PM)


    From festive to funereal in three short seconds...

    Alt title: 'Kiss My Ash'?
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  • (5/4/2006 2:52:00 PM)


    I like this alot. so terse yet oceans deep. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 4, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 15, 2007


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