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Author Name: Freewriter53 4 Comments
Date Added: October 01, 2009 03:10:05 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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"Mission Fountain" Print
"Lerdo Durango"
Mother Superior's protective gaze, and me, nervously striving for perfection and acceptance,
mesmerized by that perfectly chiseled, alabaster work of art, which was her face.
So many daydreams.
Exotic pine desks with notebooks still virginal, awaiting their first pen stroke.
Fairytale palaces lined with hammered gold walls.
Fragrant earth and Indian orange desert skies accompanied by a sensual Autumn moon.
Ancient Stone ruins draped by the concealed optimism of buried civilizations.
The eternal sounds of murmuring rain carving their faces upon the patient adobe huts that lay along their path. 
Whispering ripples of a fertile mountain spring.
The vengeful rustling of golden leaves being caressed by a crisp November wind.
The soft silence of your gentle breathing in tune to the symphony of windshaken trees outside our windows.
The silken feel of your flesh beneath my fingers as I become your sculptor, kneeling beneath the altar of your temple.
Your sparkling eyes peering warily, mischievously, joyfully, innocently, from the space you conceal behind your heart.
Duststorms and thunderstorms looming menacingly in the horizon,
whilst all of heaven's creatures and silent beings take cover beneath the tattered and mended blanket we call night.
Pigeons cooing lustily from ancient churchbell steeples.
Sparrows noisily crowding into the brushy fronds of the palm's safe embrace.
Garden swallows hurriedly creating a safe refuge for their fragile offspring.
Woman still sweeping her sidewalk in a determined ritual.
Mahogany flesh, with dark, bronzed Aztec features.
Gentle eyes, soft demeanor, beautifully simple and perfect like a ripe fig on a hungry afternoon.
I imagine me in my childlike manner in love for the first time.
Imagining in my adolescent heart, passionate embraces, and gentle loving acceptance.
My magical orchards replete with fruit ladened trees. and ripening dreams.
My childhood, my Aladdin's lamp,
my world, never to be the same again.
Author's Notes:
The graphic is by artist Betty Carr. This poem was inspired by what everyone goes through in adolescence, which is to long for the beginning of love and passion.
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Comment By: FreeWilliamGoldenpen on October 1, 2009 07:09:56 PM Report
An excellent write and one that draws the readers own memories.



Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on October 1, 2009 02:42:26 PM Report

"ripening dreams"...indeed. This reads like prose. What a bountiful satisfying presentation awaken my senses. Exquisite!


Comment By: FreeLinda Jo on October 1, 2009 12:24:32 PM Report
oooh, i love your style and vivid word have created a longing in us to return to the imaginings of our adolescent heart..."gentle eyes, soft demeanor...simple and perfect like a ripe fig on a hungry afternoon"    thanks for taking us to your magical orchard...simply beautiful!
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on October 1, 2009 09:41:19 AM Report
Wow...what does one say after reading all of this..
you always just amaze me with such a over flow of emotions..
Please never stop writing my friend..
 So glad you posted it..beautiful...ever line and verse...


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