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nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines

0 posted 2004-12-06 06:38 AM



It's time you say
to write this way
to fill the gaps with loving thoughts.

So I will try
and inside pry
allowing out what's inside sought.

Soft words, soft thoughts
  ~soft smiles~ of old.
One heart to heart
   in hand to hold.

Who said go back
   and search the files
whose edge of love
   is in those smiles~

My mind is skewed,
distorted view
when darkness shadows mind in stray.

But cold has warmed
and I'm transformed
when said the "un" in such a way.

I taste your fears
   discovering mine.
The moon can't lose
   its full of shine.

For time is time
   both ours to keep
with miles to go
   in travel's sleep.

    ~~*~~
One heart to heart
   in hand of old.
Soft words, soft thoughts
   ~soft smiles~ in hold.


M



"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

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GG
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Lost in thought
1 posted 2004-12-06 06:53 AM


"One heart to heart
   in hand of old.
Soft words, soft thoughts
   ~soft smiles~ I hold."

Love this. This is a warm write G'morning to ya...

Always, Alyssa

He was a man of sorrows
...I am a girl of tears.

nakdthoughts
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Between the Lines
2 posted 2004-12-06 06:55 AM


Good Morning, Alyssa


I hope it finds you well..and that you and Serenity attempt a duet



M

RSWells
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3 posted 2004-12-06 09:18 AM


One must write what is. There are folks who sprinkle salt in their beers. Sometimes, I suppose, via tears.

While the advisors are perhaps well meaning it does a body good to release the smoke even if the readers in the clouds are frustrated by an inability to read its' signals or discomforted by the notion of the fire that invariably feeds it.

Better to stay rooted in cold ground, isolated and await the thaw in patience than allow others to cut you down, plant you in tepid water, tinsel and string you with lights for their seasonal amusement. Inevitably they become bored and toss you like a dead tree into the landfill.

"There is here no measuring with time, no year matters, and ten years are nothing. Being an artist means, not reckoning and counting, but ripening like the tree which does not force its sap and stands confident in the storms of spring without the fear that after them may come no summer. It does come. But it comes only to the patient, who are there as though eternity lay before them, so unconcernedly still and wide. I learn daily, learn it with pain to which I am grateful: patience is everything!"
      -'Letters to a Young Poet'
              Rainer Maria Rilke


You posted this in darkness and by now it is light in beautiful California and I'd wager you feel better already.

So cry in your beer. There are those who will join you in its' toasting.

Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla
4 posted 2004-12-06 09:28 AM


Maureen,
Softly falls the light of day.

nakdthoughts
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5 posted 2004-12-06 09:41 AM


wow Richard...what a response...

actually I am in PA  so the light came earlier  and I am in a ~softened mood~
feeling contented and just tried to write something less sad ( been goaded into it)...guess it didn't come across that way.

When I finally hear the "unheard" which was the "un" (laughing here) and I  flash back to the past few years and my life I am actually recalling the pleasant.

It must be true...that usually the poet is the only one "knowing" what he/she means...and each gathers the familiar for their "own"

OH..and the title? well I only had half a beer and look what my mind sheds...(I don't do well with alcohol and rarely drink, among other reasons~~)

Thanks again~~
M

And for you Seymour...morning hugs

RSWells
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6 posted 2004-12-06 09:49 AM


Don't know why I thought you were a California girl. Better still you are in my home state. You made it plain you were goaded. To thine own self be true.
nakdthoughts
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7 posted 2004-12-06 01:27 PM


Never been to California...although I would like to someday visit..and I am actually a Maryland Girl ...but have lived on the edge of both states for the last 30 years...

M

JamesMichael
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8 posted 2004-12-07 12:47 PM


Silky...you can drink that other half now...James
passing shadows
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9 posted 2004-12-07 06:21 AM


I understand this...and that's my downfall
LeeJ
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10 posted 2004-12-07 07:22 AM


I taste your fears
   discovering mine.
The moon can't lose
   its full of shine.

the lights here in PA are on, but from a reading of one very lovely song....

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