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terra cotta summer
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terra cotta summer |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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wind some and spilled some not there within that lava of afternoon with a bib on over bronze oh how the terra cotta can swallow we fed cream to the cherry children sweet nectar from our thorns and they were the laughter songs that floated after on our residue we made windows within our hands and love without hour urgency they were the voyeur eyed kind that wanted to be older as winter and we would bring them summer, after ____________ daark [This message has been edited by Dark Stranger (03-23-2012 09:43 AM).] |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
There's beauty in each season, and I love how you take me through them all.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Sighsong..it is always moppet season in daddy land. thank you |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
we made windows within our hands and love without hour urgency And that gives a warmth that lingers throughout all seasons. *S* Beautiful work! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Suthern Thanks for the window seat eyes ms |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
jeeeez man...is this wistfulness from you ? [grin] I love the slow & easy here from your pen...or your pane...as the case may be. Niiiice, daddy~*~*~  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
BBBel1e Thanks minisin for the peeking mari moment. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Philosophers, and poets study the invisibles concealed within the visibles...this is a good example of that. This poem, and your others show more than the solid surface value of Terra Cotta, And if you read closely, maybe cross your eyes a little, one can see there is much more to it than a vessel of clay... and that that orange clay is a container that holds an explanation of a short period in a someones life. This is why I read you. "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ice amigo...you do have your eyes tuned to the right station most of the time..dreams suck in the moisture of reason and let it dissolve them into portions of reality that leave that grit in your teeth as you smile. Thanks guy |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I love the colors and the light that I perceive in this sensual concert of "daark" words. A world that always calls for exploration. Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Mar, thank you lady friend for your visits |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS...I can feel the terra cotta summer coming as the clouds rain the sky and the wind whips the too early flowers. It is almost time for the strawberries of Oxnard to drip the children's chins. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I think I've said this before, but it bears repeating... you would give my very favorite author a run for his silvered money, honey, so I curtsey to my favorite man who writes McKuen keen.... |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Martie, thanks pretty neighbor for the eyes... ____________ Sweetsun, thank you ms for the McKuen sparkle..am sure he would roll his eyes. |
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