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Bullets Of March
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Bullets Of March |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Sand, with their tree like backs, holding souls with light from the suns pores. March is the moons candle, as wind mixes with diamond gems, to sprits resting through a sweaters cotton blue castle. Spirits spin truth, underneath their tunnel of breathing where white canvasses can be seen beyond the minds corridors. Each emotion fosters deep fate, cross to star, buddha to Jesus, I find truth where eyes sit caved underneath eyelash to eyelash. Each lifes story is found swinging with the high skies, sleeping at the midnights train. As shakespeare runs through the vines of serenity, I lay crossed between the sun and moon. |
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Tempest Member
since 2006-04-28
Posts 247dont eat paint chips!!!! |
Very deep...and way up there in the vocab, but good...and again not many people know all those words...I do but none of my friends from school do. This is the only life you have, so live it to be remembered |
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War Of 7s New Member
since 2006-09-05
Posts 1 |
Magnificent imagery, this poem seems to relay an undertone of the search to find the way to go about one's personal journey and the trials that await... Upon reading this, I seem to think of every person going about life in a different manner yet always intertwined with the grand idea of the 'journey'. Again, this is an excellent poem. Well Done. |
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Tom Zart Senior Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 682 |
Verry deep and wonderful write good luck with more to come. |
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JenniferMaxwell
since 2006-09-14
Posts 2423 |
Really enjoyed the lovely imagery in your verse. "March is the moons candle, as wind mixes with diamond gems" |
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