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anima
by Maria Massarella
I journey your eyes
fingertip soft cadences
ripple horizons where
your mortal shell merges
with mine we flow
an arpeggio of oneness divine
*m.angelina
10/09/2007 Author's Note: Anima is italian for Soul
Posted on 10/09/2007
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/09/07 at 02:06 PM *giggling* "mortal shell" - gives me interesting visuals of a turtle. I know that's not exactly what you intended, but it's where my mind is this morning with a pink sunrise streaming through my window. Anyway, it's beautiful, with the italian "anima" floating around in my head. What a wonderful word for "soul". Blessings, sweet Maria. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/09/07 at 02:14 PM ...maria, carl jung's archetype-school o' thought has it that anima is the feminine side in men...no matter, this is a great "journey"[love your use of that word that way]...with only a few words...ta da!...peace, chaz |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/09/07 at 05:53 PM I find it senuous and sensual anima notwithstanding! Brief but potent! |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 10/10/07 at 02:45 AM oh la la Maria! ;o) |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 10/10/07 at 04:55 AM Spoken as only a true romantic soul can do and do so wonderfully, too.. I might add.
Aloha to you from this side of paradise...;-0 |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/27/07 at 03:21 PM my fingertips tracing mortal melting (MM);hands dance horizons shell we flow; journey soft where merges in; your soft where with in oneness; eyes ripples your mine divine |
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