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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London 
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Reaching from my circle Grasping thin air with unworthy fingers Utopia stretching beyond where endless time flows like empty space between yes and no Closing my eyes feeling my spirit rise and fall between inhales and exhales A stair-like connection from here to there From here to where... I paint a blue canvas Thoughts chipped from rainbows while colors of life love and strife support and sustain Wherever I go invisible within my circle |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
Lately Rex, I feel alot like your last lines. I'm okay within the circle. Maybe later I'll feel good leaving it again. Good poem though. I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather...not like the passengers screaming in the back of his car. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
The majority of us travel the land, meet and greet, within our own circle, and we aren't really invisible for the most part. I like to think I step outside my circle here and there, but I wonder if I really, actually do. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Love this one Rex and I think we can all relate to those last lines. Ida |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
the punchline talks to me too, the poem too of course, we share a lot on these poetic words, very nicely done yann |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This means a lot, Rex. We've had too many losses. The circle has both widened, and become smaller, at the she time. Thank you, Poet. |
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