Undark

With you I have hovered
Above the sea
In storm
I smelled the tropical dew
Of winter flowers…
I have seen clouds
Dissolute like dreams
Of perpetual summers…

With you I stopped
Breathing
Over the color of a
Rose.
Red like choking
Pain.

 

Art by Howard Pyle.

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She is primarily a teacher of English. Also her mind is lured by goodies like finance, economics, interest rates, the stock market, as she has a hankering for how the money is made. Nevertheless she is a dreamer on a cloud...As dreams cost nothing... In ordinary days she is a word-weaver for everything and everything that breathes. In the best of days she just follows the seasons by means of bike, skis, or roller-skates. She is grateful to all colors of the world and to people who read, smile and drop a line here, or on her email. Contributing author at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, My Trending Stories and Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.

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22 comments on “Undark
  1. yassy says:

    Beautiful beautiful verse. Awesome words. Simply wonderful! ❤️😘

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  2. chevvy8 says:

    This is hauntingly beautiful Julia. It gave me goosebumps- reading it. Well done!!!

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  3. loshame says:

    I like your post 😊.

    Like

  4. grumpytyke says:

    Wonderful poetry Iulia. And it’s the sea again! Great art too.

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  5. Thought provoking. Last line really grabs your attention.

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  6. If I understand you right, I always feel better when I finally write about something I’ve been keeping to myself. Say, my questioning a religious or societal bias. But I only feel good about it if I’ve done it in a fair, balanced way (as far as I can assess it). If I just blurt, I usually end up editing/deleting. 🙂 Good thing we can do that on the internet. I suppose newspaper writers have editors for that!

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    • Iulia Halatz says:

      You understand me right, and I understand you right 🙂 Only that I veil my words in thick warm layers that at times I pierce with an arrow. Blunt sincerity is not my thing 🙂
      Yes, we can edit our thoughts, now and then. Have a beautiful day, Michael 💙

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  7. I tend to be analytical but also have a poetic side. Do we understand each other? To some degree yeah. But only God I believe sees the whole picture! Live long and prosper! 😊❤️⭐️😀✳️

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    • Iulia Halatz says:

      I have written “The poetic trip” after I have been there… My analytical side solves dilemmas, especially when there are feelings involved. I put them in a graph. Mathematical feeling 🙂
      I am sending you my warmest wishes 🙂 ❤

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  8. Oh yeah, I know you are analytical too. How could a linguist be otherwise? 😀😘🐱🍇🕜🙂

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  9. Iulia Halatz says:

    😘☺❤🍄🍁🐿

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
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