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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
First time I've tried to put these ideas together - needs a lot of work, but doesn't pay the mortgage. I dont know whether you are honoured or what with the idea of words that bespoke words that speak words that will above all else be words in all their 'worth' no matter how Dave In the music of your words I can not speak of the fire between us I can not speak of the glory of raising our hands together to heaven I can not speak of knowing you If we did we would burn briefly If we do not we will burn forever On a mountain Hillside On a rough life Millside Bloodshed like a book On your hide Asking questions Spear in the raw Hide An autumn wind laments around The love of your heart And peace is never in your heart Or loving treasure strewn Though autumn winds may swoop and die Your heart still stands unmoved As icy winds grip your veins My smile to you is chewed Take time, take time in your mind And the gardens that you roam Take peace, take peace Take bread and water My loving treasure strewn Though autumn winds may swoop and die A love of mine alone Singing hushalulalulalula Singing hushalulalulalula Take time take time take time And find In the gardens that you roam Take peace take peace Take bread and water My loving treasure strewn Thugh autumn winds may swoop and die A bird of love alone Singing hushalulalulalula Singing hushalulalulalula Rustling touched a bent blade of an idea whistling over ground to caress wildness and vision Sky fast flowing black blue moving wind of a picture in dark night's dream Friendship light bantering determined words of use Nights of talk never repeated never majicked but there for a moment Lies, use, sensual dreams destroyed by dreams Movement flowing forgotten unknowing challenge to harden desire An evening of wishing that was never there to an evening of planning that was there to a day that forgot A world of time that took minutes to decorate years for their own seconds Of Majick Midnight Dave [This message has been edited by Bodger (05-23-2006 07:29 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Rustling touched a bent blade of an idea whistling over ground to caress wildness and vision" oooh, there's lots of poetry within that one line, Dave |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"In the music of your words I can not speak of the fire between us I can not speak of the glory of raising our hands together to heaven I can not speak of knowing you If we did we would burn briefly If we do not we will burn forever" this stands by itself what a way to burn |
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