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furrows by lilymaid7 furrows :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 6 light and leaves by lilymaid7 light and leaves :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 1 little birch by lilymaid7 little birch :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 1 1 grass by lilymaid7 grass :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 2 Sweet Lady by lilymaid7 Sweet Lady :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 1
Literature
Time
So many things I’ve lost, so many tears
fell through these slender fingers without stopping,
so much of earth wore down beneath these feet.
Innocence stood here once.  Beauty and Mirth,
her sisters, too.  They all have gone.
Alone, I stand amid the fallen leaves.
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quiet by lilymaid7 quiet :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 2 Griffys and axes by lilymaid7 Griffys and axes :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 9 spring blossoms by lilymaid7 spring blossoms :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 1 6 Solitude by lilymaid7 Solitude :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 2 4 aspen grove by lilymaid7 aspen grove :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 3 Dark pines by lilymaid7 Dark pines :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 4
Literature
A Notebook
Bright hopes scrawled there by my virgin hand:
   a veil, a flower, shining silver,
   a maiden mother and her child,
   an apple on the heavy fruited bough
   fallen, ripe and gold, into her lap.
   The veil is torn, the flower wilted,
   the ring has dropped not to be found again.
   The mother frowns, the child cries,
   the apple rots beneath the summer sun.
These things remain here only in my ink.
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Literature
An Empty Box
A lock of hair
clipped with kisses
from a loved head,
exchanged for my own
bound up with gold
and placed in his pocketó
I kept it with care,
placed it reverently
in a box of brass and glass,
like some saint's relicó
a talisman, a token
bound with blue binding.
Two years it laid
on my cold dresser.
Blue ribbons binding
loosened their hold.
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Literature
Gratitude
His bed is warm, familiar, and it smells
familiar too, the mingled scents
of sweat, wood and tobacco, and the sweet-
scented soap he washes with. I lie here
beside him every night.  Sometimes I slip
in by him while he sleeps, burrow my face
behind his soft back.  The smell of his body
is warm, comforting as any blanket.
I fall asleep in the soft grateful glow,
of having this, my portion, here on earth.
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bud at twilight by lilymaid7 bud at twilight :iconlilymaid7:lilymaid7 0 2

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Literature
Winter Haiku - 9

the pine
unlike the willow
-dream of sleep
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lilymaid7
will find her way
Artist | Literature
United States
Current Residence: on the banks of red roses
Favourite genre of music: folk/traditional
Favourite photographer: Julia Margaret Cameron
Favourite style of art: Northern Renaissance, Arts and Crafts, Art Nouveau
Wallpaper of choice: something pretty
Personal Quote: Though lovers be lost love shall not - Dylan Thomas
Interests
I've lost a lot in my fairly short life, had things slip away because of chance or foolishness in myself or foolishness in others.  However, I've held more in my hands than most people ever do.  I have things that nothing in all of creation can take from me.

I shouldn't be sad for long.  My life is rich and blessed and always will be.

The sun shines, my flowers will bloom this coming spring, whatever garden they're in.  I have love of a sort that is not shaken.  Beauty is always present, and is there to comfort us when we are willing to look up from our little sorrows and see it.

I have the love of my caring and understanding mother and father, my thoughtful sister, my encouraging brother, my sister who makes me laugh.  I have the love of their sweet wee ones who draw their auntie glorious things in crayons to make her smile.  I have the love of many aunts and uncles, and of my grandfather, with his odd humor and his matter of fact approach to life, and my grandmother, with her deep spiritual strength.

I've had hands I held slip from mine as well, but I know that I was loved.  I know I loved in return.  I know I am not the only one that wept.  As for me, love is worthwhile no matter how it ends.  So many people go through life and never really know it.  They may not weep like I do, but I pity them.  They miss too much of life.

I've held a lot, and known deep joy.  I've lost much, and wept from my very soul.  I'd not undo any of it.  And, wherever my path leads, I will be alright.

"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee, because he trusteth in thee." Isaiah 26:3
  • Listening to: Bellowhead, Burlesque
  • Reading: this and that
  • Drinking: spice tea

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pearwood Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2010  Hobbyist Photographer
:hug:
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pamelaski Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2009
How's it going with poetic-forms? Just was checking in, doesn't look like you've been on in a while though. I know the feeling.
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kloraff Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2008
Happy Holidays :holly:

*huggles*
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sphoenixee Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2008
Your poems are so sad yet so beautiful.

They remind me much of the work of Teasdale. Have you ever read her?
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2009   Writer
Thank you. I, actually, quite adore her.
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Ferco Featured By Owner May 13, 2008  Student Photographer
Thnx for the friendadd =)!
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lilymaid7 Featured By Owner May 13, 2008   Writer
You're most welcome. :)
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