Saturday, June 9, 2012

For All Who Ached For Moors and Men







For All Who Ached For Moors and Men

Oh meet me over the bluffs
Under the sweep of the willow
First sun will keep a corona
Just for you as I, trembled-wait

Oh meet me over the bluffs
I will crawl through mud
Cleanse myself for you
In the dawned frosted tide

Oh meet me over the bluffs
Where I shall smash all vessels
of vanity, spill each drop of self respect
on the boulder of my unrelenting need

Oh meet me over the bluffs
Or find each nail torn with
The stain of my own blood
My body cold, my face ravaged

Lying in the shadows
Of your disinterest


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Posted by Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) at 6:56 PM
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16 comments:

  1. vivinfranceJune 10, 2012 at 5:04 AM

    Wow. Who could resist such a plea? Beautifully wordled.

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  2. MarianneJune 10, 2012 at 5:31 AM

    I love the repetition of your first line, so powerful. My favorite lines: "smash all vessels
    of vanity, spill each drop of self respect
    on the boulder of my unrelenting need."

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  3. Laurie KolpJune 10, 2012 at 6:52 AM

    Oh, Pearl... this is one of my favorites of yours! Absolutely lovely!!

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  4. brenda wJune 10, 2012 at 7:41 AM

    Oh Pearl, this is my favorite of yours. The repetition is gorgeous, and the feel of the plea. Beautiful work.

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  5. ElizabethJune 10, 2012 at 7:58 AM

    This sounds like a voice calling across the centuries, from a distant time and place. Love the photos and when I look at them can hear the echo of that call. Wonderful,

    Elizabeth

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  6. CherylJune 10, 2012 at 8:09 AM

    Very nicely done. "Lying in the shadows of your disinterest" is heartfelt throbbing pain.

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  7. teriJune 10, 2012 at 8:56 AM

    Pearl - the repetition is spot on perfect. As you now know, I have a love affair with willows, the line that drew me in was, "under the sweep of the willow". Absolutely breathtaking.

    Under the sweep of the willow. I just had to type that again.

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  8. Traci BJune 10, 2012 at 10:50 AM

    Wow! A visceral poem, especially with that ending. Talk about unrequited love...

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  9. S.E.IngrahamJune 10, 2012 at 2:27 PM

    Oh meet me over the bluffs ... who could resist this plea? One of your very best Pearl ...I watched "Braveheart" last night (for about the nth time) and somehow this puts me in mind of that ... very poignant, aching, deep

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  10. AnonymousJune 10, 2012 at 6:21 PM

    wonderful wordle, like an old story of lost love and a lovers leap

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  11. Judy RoneyJune 10, 2012 at 6:30 PM

    Such a wondefully descriptive poem and a dynamite ending!

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  12. Brother OllieJune 10, 2012 at 6:42 PM

    a sweet and classic style...

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  13. The PoetJune 10, 2012 at 10:19 PM

    Hello.
    Who would be so heartless as to ignore those pleas? He'd better meet you otherwise he'll have me to answer to! LOL
    Nicely expressed. Thanks for sharing.

    Body Of A Woman

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  14. Walt WojtanikJune 11, 2012 at 7:12 PM

    Very Pearl. You weave words wonderfully. Thanks for this.

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  15. hyperCRYPTICalJune 12, 2012 at 8:54 AM

    Oh what a sad plea when "Lying in the shadows
    Of your disinterest." Excellent.

    Anna :o]

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  16. Tumblewords:June 13, 2012 at 7:04 PM

    Surely a heartfelt plea. Lovely work.

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