sophieloves
running silent
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new revision - not sure how close i am yet to getting there... and can't find a way of cutting that first line since everytime i speak it aloud it tells me it wants to stay exactly as it is. if i break it into part title, or lines one and two, i find myself losing the speech-patterning i like as i say it.
anyway, this is what i have so far - i've lost the rainbows (eek) and while i kinda liked the gemstones, i felt they lacked the animation i could read in the rest - so once again i used water symbology.
*with special thanks to Angeline for 'prisms'
revision two:
written while falling asleep
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you'd bring flocks of birds to my mouth
prisms to my senses
sleet and mist, a monsoon to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax
the bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
revised version: 1
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you'd bring flocks of birds to my mouth
rainbows to my senses
diamonds and jet and garnet to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax, the
bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
original:
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you would bring flocks of birds to my mouth
rainbows to my senses
diamonds and jet and garnet to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax, the bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers of us
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
legs cling to back
moving in a tidal rhythm
urging you onwards and upwards to our mutual goal
*with special thanks to Angeline for 'prisms'

revision two:
written while falling asleep
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you'd bring flocks of birds to my mouth
prisms to my senses
sleet and mist, a monsoon to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax
the bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
revised version: 1
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you'd bring flocks of birds to my mouth
rainbows to my senses
diamonds and jet and garnet to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax, the
bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
original:
i would be grass to the brush of your palm
silk, and water
river over rock
air over ice
smoke over rush
you would bring flocks of birds to my mouth
rainbows to my senses
diamonds and jet and garnet to my eyes
you, the wind
the flame
the molten wax, the bark and flexing thrust of salmon
rising through the rivers of us
white waters churn and froth and boil
the leaps the undertow the
breath held
the magnificent leaps
legs cling to back
moving in a tidal rhythm
urging you onwards and upwards to our mutual goal
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