shel cope


The Mysterious Beginning Of Newness - Poem by shel cope

She taught that beauty mastered,
always masters, and so began our new-making.

The diagram of love, explained.
The wisdom of tears, revealed.
The nothingness of childhood, restored.

And through the night
a bird, with no human motive, sings.
Translucent shadows dance unseen
across the slated roof.
Blood sweetness shivering
on my tongue, I can’t resist
swallowing.


Comments about The Mysterious Beginning Of Newness by shel cope

  • Simone Inez Harriman (4/7/2008 5:01:00 AM)


    Another awesome masterpeice from the magic of your pen. Thank you Shel (Report) Reply

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  • (4/5/2008 3:52:00 PM)


    shel, I feel a hand of the great master, It is fine poems which causes strong emotions... Sincerely, Tsira (Report) Reply

  • (4/3/2008 8:38:00 AM)


    This would be so heavenly if it didn't taste so much like hell! You are very good Shel, do you know that? HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, March 31, 2008


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