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Affinity
by Maria Massarella
07/04/2002
01/15/2008
Author's Note: these of the poem are part of the notes of a dream I had months before -- the two lions were pure white, standing straight and erect as man would and had eyes only for each other...They walked in luscious green gardens of infinite beauty, stopped to read from white books they held in their paws/hands, communiated and knew each other's thoughts without speaking...
I love this dream. Were I an artist, I would paint it ...
Posted on 01/15/2008
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/15/08 at 04:19 AM Sounds like a good dream to me. Beautiful. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/15/08 at 04:34 AM Amazing dream - you've created something very elegant and soulful here. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/15/08 at 08:23 PM ...maria, dahlink, you did paint this but with your words...a lot of pathos...lovely in language annnnd meaning...peace, chaz |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 01/17/08 at 05:20 AM I'll take a shot of that harmony. This is beautiful Maria. |
| Posted by JD Clay on 01/17/08 at 06:33 PM Each individual line of this poem longs to be read repeatedly, soft and slow. Ruminated on the tongue of simpatico. Swirled around in the chimerical mind like a goblet of fine wine, capturing its unadulterated essence.
Having five separate segments and one common goal, ending in the purest of places, this eternal poem/dream becomes a quint-essential piece to the puzzle of maria*angelina's being. A portal to her soul.
I love the TLC you’ve invested in this vision, and it shows. What makes it extra-special is your insightful muse, knowing it dwells inside a palatial heart.
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| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 01/17/08 at 10:58 PM Bella Maria, your words flow through me like a river cooling parched land. Every stanza is a promise of something better to come, a promise that purity and refinement of everything we are will meet in one place in understanding, which is incomprehensible now, but beautiful and clear later on.
*~*Chelle*~* |
| Posted by Wendy Sparling on 01/18/08 at 03:51 AM Your muse has blessed you again, Maria. I see an angel with feather quill, and I think the angel is you. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 01/19/08 at 04:55 PM This place you so eloquently speak of here makes one want to rush to be there and to long for its appearance. Ah, such wonder gives comfort and hope that someday we may meet there. Lovely! Into favs... |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 01/19/08 at 10:05 PM This is so very beautiful, Maria... exquisite! ((( hugs ))) from across the Pacific... alisa ;-) |
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