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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Hello, I say shyly, remember me? I sat a mile behind your mossy stones Like the heart of poetry Aromatherapy Beating in time with your breaths Don’t you remember? All those feel good effects? Those photographs Now heaps of broken glass I can still see us in your room On the 3rd floor of The house you sold Feeling like you were my physician From Harvard Med School… Columbia records made a fortune Recording our songs… Meeting through the personals Perhaps the wrong time, the wrong place What was is… When we traveled, Greek choruses Seemed to gather, like an audience postulates We used questionnaires, combed like cohorts Preventative maintenance…me thinks We found inflammation lining our arteries It was a strange new world…wasn’t it? Writing the Pennsylvania yellow pages With names that are still special to me You Always Managed a Surprise I remember how every second became inspiration Wondering if God planned it that way I loved the way you’d tear at my soul Wanting me… Were the images created by me or for me? Maybe a little of both… Or was it simply for your entertainment? Was it lust for happiness...or fantasy? Or merely a summer romance Killing time…yours Don’t really care, for a moment, it was…and you Were, Uniquely mine Leafy injections of leaves really suck There are no words or emotions that ooze Companionship the way you did You…a grab bag of metaphysical travel Like a CD stalls during mid play I clung to you like morning glories Lapping up every last drop of rain Is it possible to love to much? It was my first time…obsession, lust? Now, its years afterwards and here you are Like the inner dome of apparitions I was “not” your choice Taunting me…forcing me on my hands and knees I was not your choice I was not your choice You said, you didn’t believe in UFO’s With a grin I asked, “Do you believe in premonitions or divine intervention?” You said, “Its not possible to travel the speed of light” I smiled in rebuttal…”hmmmm, I did!” We both demand no more then friendship I still sometimes enjoy living in what might have beens [This message has been edited by LeeJ (04-21-2005 09:22 AM).] |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
We both demand no more then friendship I still sometimes enjoy living in what might have beens ------------------------------- Yep, sometimes the what might have beens bring smiles instead of tears... very well done lady, you rock with your words. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Lee I think this is one of the best you have written in terms of vision, emotion, scope and honesty Take care Dave |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
to find such a wealth of memory in what was and what could have been is a treasure you bring in your wonderful tapestries time and time again much enjoyed |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
It's not often I read something (poetry) that causes me to lean back in my chair and stare through the wall, but this was soul-talk, my friend, and this packed more wallop than all I've read by you. Very smooth and flowing, full of emotion, feeling, and wonderfully carried from start to finish. You were the eyes and the heart in this and I had only to barely skim the words to see and feel it all. My heart to you with deepest bow... jwesley |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh man, i just travelled at the speed of light into the past (if that is possible) with this amazing write, WOW! each stanza, NO each line just blew me away. a  Mxx "we all have wings, but some of us don't know why" Michael Hutchence (INXS) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
jwesley said it best |
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