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Tag Archives: Avatars

An uncalibrated shift

02 Tuesday Aug 2011

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 68 Comments

Tags

Avatars, Change, D'VersePoets Pub, Different incarnations, Growth, Journey, Life, Life Cycle, Love, Metamorphosis, OpenLinkNight, Progression, Relationships, Roles to play, Water

Image Credits: wb_skinner@DeviantArt

First a few driblets
Scattered
like a misty spray of fate
Across hopeful faces
in the midst of a drought

Then a fragile stream
Meandering
through mystic woods
Gurgling
in baby bursts of elation

Then a splendid waterfall
Cascading
with an unstoppable force
As strong as
the thirst for life

Then a determined river
Flowing…
Sometimes narrow for thought
Sometimes broad as the horizon
Its tributaries creeping quietly
Until the ultimate merge

Then a magnificent ocean
Struck by passing storms
But housing
islands of unperturbed sanctity
Yet raging
for attention at the shores

Finally a seething tide
Trying to adhere
to sands of a glassy promise
Yet ebbing
into realms of a briny embrace


**Posted for the third week of OpenLinkNight @ dVersePoets Pub – the most interesting pace in town, for the artistically oriented! Link in your poem here, enjoy the critique & attention and simply ENJOY!! 🙂 **

Nine lives, then another…

22 Thursday Jul 2010

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 145 Comments

Tags

Avatars, Characters, Incarnations, Lives, Metaphor, My nine lives and the tenth, Roles, Thursday Poets Rally, Thursday Poets Rally Week 25

I molded myself into a sculpture
So I could hold your attention as you finger my deep gashes
I spun myself into a fan
So I could dry the teardrops teetering on your feathery lashes

I hid myself in a picture frame
So you could look at me and think of pleasant memories
I wound myself into a clock
So you could glance at me while still in your reveries

I melted myself into the floor
So I could feel you walk your precious feet over my self
I bound myself into a book
So I could hold your thoughts poured out onto my pages’ shelf

I stuffed myself into a pillow
So you could rest your tired and aching head on me
I infused myself into a chalice
So you could drink from my depths and replenish your energy

I glazed myself into a mirror
So I could smile as you groomed yourself, peering into my eyes
I finally transformed into a woman
So you could hold my hand, kiss my cheek, and catch me by surprise

LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!!

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