Some things are best left pure;

first kisses, the first time you touch

an earthworm, the first step

you had to have taken

but don't remember.


For me it was Liberty Leading

the People and Liberty

on New York's front porch.

Now I know why Christians

do not worship idols. They

have power and take you

elsewhere. Out of your skin.


These memories will never be

tainted by false hopes, deception,

or love gone off. They deserve

to own their lives.


When snow falls and turns into

sparkling white across the landscape

under moonlight or a single street light,

a feeling comes and stays. Time freezes.

A purity happens.


The cause is a billion points

that glisten like frost crusted

microscopic stars signalling from

a blue-white untamed heaven;

untouchably unattainable.








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I have to ask, are your poems

I have to ask, are your poems written free-flowing stream of consciousness or carefully planned out? Either way you pluck the words out well.

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Poem Plan

I used to sculpt poems years back, now there are so many written works and vocabularies to choose from and to the lists add videos, documentaries, tv series, movies, and what I window-watch and living- hear - I aim for relevance and sometimes just float around in my aesthetic - a means to approach the surreal. Not planned per se, but usually hard edited afterward to find the alternate platform for saying, to purge cliche,  or rework haunting syntax. That's a plan of sorts, I suppose. ~A~

Lady A


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Allets...this has touched me

Allets...this has touched me deeply. There is such a synergy of thought and feeling with these words for me---and resonates within me to the core of how I live (meaning how one lives: my 'religion'-- in the moment). I do want to see you clarify the last line as to whether you might mean 'untamed' or 'untainted'....(?) As always thanks for sharing your talent with all.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


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Organized Purity

was the goal - looking at metaphorical new snowfall at night under artificial illumination - the points of light are finite and organized - meaning: the wonder of looking at blue-white snow at night and a myriad reflections - thanks for the word untamed, adding "wild" to the conotation, disorganization as a counter point to enlarge the idea of "order". Untainted connotes untouched by nature, existing in its own realm inside the natural world as a symbol for purity. Untamed implies mastery is missing, inserting the notion of taintablily - which works for me.  ~A~

Lady A


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That was deep and personal My

That was deep

and personal

My dear scholar.


Your wisdom of experience 



Damsels of this day frolic in distress

Tis a  pungent curd

staining this day of its stench

Pain is familiar

and so comfortable...

...So often



this conscience world.

Eating its own hand to stay afloat.


Blessings of the stars shine for you this eve my dear.


"The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence." R.W.E.


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Comfortable Pain

This poem is the place I want to live as a writer. Distressed damsels - "Dire" so fine as a one line word - thanks for the useful comments - always welcome, always and always I am ethereally yours in writing ~Lady A~

Lady A