Saturday, February 14, 2009

spectral .(osi)

' sands '

this trampled sand's a lesser known canvas
here hearty laughters live without a fence
quaint vocabularies of winds and waves
lend to the low profile sorrows credence

so tread lightly over the love stories

soothing this crumbled detritus of time
washing the haunts of a spectral beauty
caressing the lines of a lover's name
written on the shores of a raging sea

waves erase the phantoms of yesterday ..

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26 comments:

  1. Edward S GaultFebruary 15, 2009 at 1:00 AM

    Time can be brutle to relationships.
    Excellent Poem!

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  2. anthonynorthFebruary 15, 2009 at 1:52 AM

    Past experience can indeed become spectral. Nicely said.

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  3. spacedlawFebruary 15, 2009 at 2:27 AM

    I love this and its fragile haunting beauty.

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  4. SandyCarlsonFebruary 15, 2009 at 5:16 AM

    Exactly the way it feels to be at the beach and to wonder.

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  5. gautami tripathyFebruary 15, 2009 at 5:27 AM

    Such a feeling of wonder. Very real...

    you clutch the vacuum

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  6. Bruce MillerFebruary 15, 2009 at 7:31 AM

    a lesser-known canvas ~ wow this feels like a brimming book of creative feelings all by itself

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  7. MaggieFebruary 15, 2009 at 7:55 AM

    Indeed the life of today becomes the ghosts of tomorrow.
    Great poem.

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  8. JP/debFebruary 15, 2009 at 8:13 AM

    I love how you've captured the emotion of the beach and ocean in this poem. The first line sets the stage so powerfully. Lovely, JP/deb

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  9. Beth P.February 15, 2009 at 10:56 AM

    indeed...hearty laughters living without a fence...this is hopeful poetry, zoya--

    Thank you so much--

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  10. zoya gautamFebruary 15, 2009 at 11:42 AM

    Deborah Godin said...

    " Love the OSI Spectral poem Sands! The line "so tred lightly over the love stories' is just brilliant. BTW, please don't hesitate to delete any of the comments I leave here if you like. I just come here becuase I can't use the embedded format on your other blog."

    February 15, 2009 10:45 AM

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  11. TJFebruary 15, 2009 at 3:45 PM

    soothing this crumbled detritus of time
    washing the haunts of a spectral beauty
    caressing the lines of a lover's name
    written on the shores of a raging sea........
    I was there inside those words!
    I am a sand writer from way back.
    I loved this verse.
    TJ

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  12. Amias (ljm and liquidplastic)February 15, 2009 at 3:48 PM

    Very intriguing and visual, and again, I am not disappointed.

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  13. AnonymousFebruary 15, 2009 at 4:20 PM

    "so tread lightly over the love stories"

    beautiful

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  14. Andy SewinaFebruary 15, 2009 at 4:51 PM

    The sands of time, perhaps.

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  15. Quiet PathsFebruary 15, 2009 at 6:19 PM

    So very passionate yet transcends boundaries... thank you Z.

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  16. JeevesFebruary 15, 2009 at 10:15 PM

    Wow!!!!I love this one. Images of time and past.

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  17. Sherri B.February 16, 2009 at 5:31 AM

    Such beautiful lines...I felt both melancholy and yearning for times past. Thank you for sharing these lovely words.

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  18. AnonymousFebruary 16, 2009 at 10:22 AM

    the soothing subtle sound of waves can be heard... the tides and the sea... never would have thought shifting sands as a canvas.. a beautiful poem...

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  19. floretaFebruary 16, 2009 at 12:05 PM

    beautiful! this speaks of the impermanence of all things... and that all things must pass..

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  20. Tumblewords:February 16, 2009 at 3:41 PM

    Bittersweet - nothing stays the same. Love the way you used the beach and sand to tell the story of time.

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  21. Tammy BrierlyFebruary 17, 2009 at 2:33 PM

    This was a beautiful poem Zoya.

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  22. Winnie the poohiFebruary 17, 2009 at 4:16 PM

    Man this is too good!

    lovely lovely!

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  23. nobodyFebruary 17, 2009 at 6:32 PM

    beautiful words, haunting image. On top of that, you used one of my favorite words. Can't find enough reasons to use detritus;-)))

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  24. PattiFebruary 18, 2009 at 6:18 AM

    I love the line "quaint vocabularies of winds and waves"...wonderful imagery!

    ~Patti

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  25. zoya gautamFebruary 18, 2009 at 3:06 PM

    ..many thanks to all of u..

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  26. AnonymousFebruary 19, 2009 at 1:09 AM

    Haunting and evocative.

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..namastey!~

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