Saturday, December 24, 2011

A Different Kind of Ecstasy...



http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-with-laurie.html

prompt; write a poem on ecstasy in 5 minutes...

Ecstasy is…

Understanding your heart when I can’t touch your face…

Or when we are apart, I can still taste your kiss

Ecstasy is…

Tracing the outline of you

Into a poem where wishes come true

Ecstasy is…

Knowing that you feel what I feel

And know what I’m saying when I’ve said nothing at all

Ecstasy is…

Not only in the holding of you, but in the letting go

It is a gift to ache because of love, don't you know?

Ecstasy is…

My pulse quickening beneath your touch

And wishing you wouldn’t be gone so much

J~

And there is a thrill bordering ecstasy to write about it in 5 mins.;)

7 comments:

  1. And know what I’m saying when I’ve said nothing at all...

    Now that is a priceless gift.

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  2. Wonderful 5 minutes worth! Best wishes for Christmas and the New Year.

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  3. I love the mood of your poem, so beautiful
    You captured a special , personal view
    Well done

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  4. Warm and wonderful in every way! You've definitely captured 'ecstasy.'

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  5. Kerry, I thank you for your kind words.

    DR. FTSE, Thank-you and Merry Christmas to you and yours!

    Ella, thank-you. Sometimes I find ecstasy is in the 'almost';)

    Mary, thank-you so much for always encouraging me on and for re-assuring me when I am uncertain.

    Blessings from the most High to each of you this Christmas Season!

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  6. Janet- This is so endearing. I especially like:

    Ecstasy is…

    Tracing the outline of you

    Into a poem where wishes come true

    I agree that there's ecstasy in the thrill of writing it in 5 min. Thanks so much for taking part. Merry Christmas!

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  7. A wonderful write, insightful... ecstasy is never far away if we're willing to accept it in whatever guise it presents itself:

    Not only in the holding of you, but in the letting go

    It is a gift to ache because of love, don't you know?

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