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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050
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Life. A fairly significant word isn’t it? I was just sitting here trying to break it down into categories like, what, where, who, how, and, why. Why. Is that the most important question? And why is that? Why is why so meaningful? Why is the sky blue? Why are we here? Why are you so beautiful? Why do I care for you, so? Lots of important moments in our life begin and end with, why. Like why do words from two people who care for each other, never really meet? What if we each sent a (Hug) to each other at the same time or a kiss, or more? Would they meet in space somewhere? Would they linger, with each other before they appeared on our screens? They say these emails, and instant messages appear in, real time, but what is that, real time? A second, two, three, more? A lot can happen, in a split second can’t it?. People are born in a certain second. And people, leave us in another one. People have misunderstandings and leave each other in a final second. And others still, make up and continue their relationship for all the seconds they have left to live. I wonder if my words wait for you on a corner somewhere off cloud Highway 99? Waiting, and waiting for eons of instant for my chit to cherish your chat. For our, vis a vis to squeeze and tease, where our tete a tete first met to sweat for our heart to heart to kiss, then part. Words have no fear of being hurt do they? Only the people who write them do. I know that my words so want to hold yours in a full embrace their arms around your shoulders pulling your lips toward mine. Hands, running through your hair and up and down your back and swaying hips my right cheek nuzzled on the right side of your flushed neck hot breath, panting on the moistness of your nape a mouth nibbling on an ear, as a tongue licks a chin and circles around lips engorged with want and summer as eyes glazed see lyrics and valleys and gardens with the bloom and renewal, of each other. It’s time for them to leave though, and there they are our words, walking down that invisible trail together holding hands, in a nice straight line. But then nothing lasts forever right? Or does it? They’ve come to a fork in the road that veers off into two different angles forming yet, another Y in their cobblestone of continuance. Another, why, in their life. Which way do they go from here? There’s left and there’s right, and there’s together and there’s, apart? I know what my words want to do. Do yours? And why? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
nice to follow this winding trail through your mind Richy, my friend. I do love the journeys. Kinda like stopping off here and there to smell the flowers yeah, like that |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Good question!!!? Makes for a nice poem too. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wonder if my words wait for you on a corner somewhere ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Love that thought! Happy Sunday Richy~ |
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Amaryllis Senior Member
since 2010-05-20
Posts 1306Mi now |
Ahh, Why.. the eternal open-ended question.. one I`ve wrangled with in many different incarnations throughout life.. If you ever figure out the answer, be sure to let us know, hey?  Best~Amaryllis |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"For our, vis a vis to squeeze and tease, where our tete a tete first met to sweat for our heart to heart to kiss, then part." My, what a lovely piece, Richy. Reading this was like following a familiar trail of questions so often pondered by myself and many. I liked the flow from thought to thought here - remaining connected while fluidly moving my mind on to the next question to contemplate. Very much enjoyed. Best wishes, /Kit |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Richy, yanno? Many many years ago I smoked some of the finest herbal medicine available. (Of course, like all the drugs I used, I'd just smoke a little or pop a few pills just in case I may get hurt later in the day, you know, preventive medicine)? And for some reason, I can truly understand the thoughts and feelings you express so eloquently, poem after poem? Just goes to show ya, drugs won't hurt ya-won't hurt ya-won't hurt ya. Seriously, I know my mind is fried and it goes all over the place and most of the time, if it makes sense at all, it's pretty poorly written. You my friend are incredible. I'm not implying you have been influenced by the pharmacy or even by the corner "piller of the community" ...but your mind is pretty strange but you use it so very very well. |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Dixie, thank you dear, we can never smell too many flowers can we? Bluesy, Bluesy, my words are always waiting for you… Happy Everyday to you too! Amaryllis, I’m afraid I’m not smart enough to know such answers, but you are Thank you my friend!Dear Kit, what a wonderful surprise to have you review one of my doodles… I so appreciate that! I hope all is well with you and your’s. Toe, I lit up some electric spinach too one day, but don’t worry, I never exhaled… cough! You’re right though, drugs are the answer, now what was the question again?? Yeah my mind, is pretty strange isn’t it? I’ve been telling myself that for years, but it just won’t listen to me? Lately I’ve been trying to influence my writing with hash, but you can have it if you want it, I just can’t seem to keep the corn beef lit… ? …Thanks so much for all the kind words, I’m so glad we’re buddies now, you, and Balladeer both, you guys a toot, I mean hoot, and a half. But seriously, you guys are the one’s that are incredible, not I. I just smoke life and take double shots of kindred spirits. Thanks everyone! Much Love. Richard xx |
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