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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Spooky The devil has tweaked my fingers They seem to spew out bad advice. Over the wrong words they linger. Although I think sweet and nice I would speak of love and duty But it does not come out that way It outs like captured booty Nothing like what I would say. The devil's turned my hand sour The flowers wilt that I would hold They seemed to have lost the power And type out words of mostly bold. I sit and stare at what I write It seems to spell out only bore I see no words of sheer delight I cannot write of love no more. The nightengale has turned to crow For what reason, I do not know? |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Ah, my friend, do not despair! We all have times like this! I've had one for over a month! Your wonderful and talented muse will soon return! . The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
is it the devil??? ... or that randy dragon  and even when you call it crow... I call it cool... way cool... but I sympathize with ya me stinky... me moody muse has run off again too... her and some randy dragon took out for Shangri-La. *winkiewinkie* later-I'll take that dance-gator  heheSome people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
You are sweet and nice, I enjoy your words. Tell the devil to take a hike, and let you get on with life. Pick up that pen and start to write of love again. Then watch the ladies swarm in. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
In the dark of night he dwelt cursed the hand that he was dealt no one knew of how he felt he wanted just one heart to melt and she, she silently looked in saw the darkness there within cursed the dark that held him tight and held him long throughout the night < !signature--> Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ [This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 12-12-2000).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Rosemary, Thank you sweety. JM, I heard the boat for Shangri-la leaves every night. I'll book passage and we'll dance on the boat. Winkiewinkie Stinky Inot2b, The devilis whispering to my dragon and he is giving me the eye. LOL Sunshine, The nights are dark The road is long and I lov your little poem. *L* |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
You mean there's a REASON why everything I try to say comes out wrong? *G* Geesh... I thought it was just me... so glad to know I'm not at fault (Okay, I know I tell Toe that everything is my fault... and it generally is. *G* But I do sometimes wonder! LOL) This is great, Seymour... and not at all sour! *S* |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ 'I cannot write of love no more.' Oh, Bull doo-doo .... You ARE love ! *Hugs n' stuff* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Suthern, Thank you doll and do tell Toe. Marge, Thank you sweet. *L* |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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