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eliptic
by Travis G Finborgits the style
the slow dramatic style
and the smile
the slow sexy smile
she brings me back
the sound of her voice
its the eyes
the brightly lit eyes
golden lines of print
flaked on the edges
dissolve to
a smear
red and veiny blue
i feel like a comet
on an ecliptic orbit
coming very close to melting
near the heat
only to be propelled into the
depths
of space
bitter
frozen
silent
a core of heat
waiting to resume
she is a memory
a cold silent trail
i carry behind me
but in my orbit
i forever return,
blinded by a golden light
04/10/2004 Posted on 04/10/2004
Copyright © 2024 Travis G Finborg
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 04/10/04 at 02:43 PM dramatic and clear picture of the colors of the past and the beauty of a promise in a smile. |
| Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 08/25/04 at 01:56 PM Great imagery - you can feel it when reading through - powerful. The emotion behind this is moving, as well. Well-done, very nice piece. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 04/09/07 at 06:16 PM Love the form and the way the end seems to draw you right back to the beginning. Aptly titled, most certainly. |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 10/10/07 at 07:42 PM The fourth stanza is my favourite...i can see the fading comet trail. Bravo! |
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