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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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is wasn’t as if I hadn’t diffused burdens of my timid mirror it was futon comfort, with baby smiles parting my lips… dreaming on the opposite wall of some intended surprise, like a faithful dog in a forgotten time tossed with fair colors & sapphires however, the check marked memories of beatings and abuse, slammed me down on a lacquered table of refuge leaving me alone, questioning the common games of chance… with hypnotizing lights tugging on my shoulder, impatiently I wanted to be there, alone… though apprehensive while spending nights in smoke filled rooms gambling my life was a large debt exposing a death sentence among wicked gossip suffering suitcases of some cold blooded eyesight of their own drawn up legs but I understood then I heard a taxi cab with brightly lit neon signs flickering on & off cooing with determination down some seemingly endless road… just when the sun would hiccup its last still warmth in that good-night sky sometimes i would watch the close knees of trees as they circled the wind in a crash course wondering around the countryside, paying attention intently… I’d labor, putting their sounds in drawings while singing softly “with good voice” to some music I didn’t know but obeyed the orders of it’s stretched out blanketing flannel sheets of musing tongues drawing bemusedly, wide eyed hugs from afterbirth, gently touching a very small container of ruddy sun burnt youth, with permanent squints of breath which gazed the soul, until one became who they really were… suddenly remembering warm bedclothes neatly arranged behind curtains in my room... I changed early, in time for the down syndrome which lovingly stroked my hair… in there I saw a picture of words, of seas & never ending forests erasing tensions moving more interesting without any effort mixed jovial feelings kiss my forehead realizing every single beat of heart is a miracle like the birth of my child…. regardless of the turned up snobs & mocks of those who could not hear a hymn, if it bit them in the nose i remember those yesterday evenings standing at the station while a red caboose slipped by urging me to run along side remembering, far enough away without being rude attempting to be closer to kawanyama, where some deep breath presence brought my memory familiar ness, recognizing me as an honored guest… and my life changed over and over again, with all those challenges time keeping my secrets honest, alive & less worldly with each passing sigh blessings poured out of all those years of what i thought then, to be distained discussions & pouts of weak moments dragging me down… i recalled occasions of good choice & keen insight wrapped up in a beautiful Christmas tree… and know I hadn’t been starved by the empty bellies of winds no! I had been kidnapped by strength & encouragement in each tiny baby step of others who would be thought of in years to come who understood me, better then I knew myself I forgot about all those handicapped people, legally speaking about the salary i owed them today, I married a cottage near violet forests of which i still spend much time in the study periodically gazing at the photographs i keep in a small music box by an open window of my home… my face wreathed in smiles… while a flute sings openly with hugs blowing a few notes of absolute choices in my ear making ends meet with nature’s consulting armchair holding me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Enjoyed the trip but felt like alice in Wonderland, watching the chesire cat blinking in and out. You are a butterfly with large wings. Good morning sweet. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Lee, Seymour took the words right out of my mouth! lol You're a Wonder, Dear Alice!  Linda |
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Sharksbean Member
since 2005-09-25
Posts 368jax |
nice write LeeJ Thanks for sharing  -may the force be with you in poetry |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“The wolves howl back from the violet forests” Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful. Nice write Lee J. I was completely taken in by this masterpiece. JL |
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