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What is Real
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What is Real |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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What is Real Ripples prance upon the sea Dance as far as I can see Shaping crystal colored hews Mostly greens and lovely blues And I am lost in embrace Like wine and Chantilly lace Thinking dreams of fantasy Held in spells of ecstasy. As birds skim lightly in flight Underneath an azure light Sooths me like an infant child Lullabies of warm and mild. I am lost within this spell Salty sea and briny smell. Purged in lonely solitude Lost to rude and amplitude. As real to me as real can be As real to me as being free |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
and free is all I ask to be... to read, enjoy, thy poetry.... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Ripples prance upon the sea Dance as far as I can see Shaping crystal colored hews Mostly greens and lovely blues And I am lost in embrace Like wine and Chantilly lace Thinking dreams of fantasy Held in spells of ecstasy. As birds skim lightly in flight Underneath an azure light Sooths me like an infant child Lullabies of warm and mild. ================================ once again I live vicariously thru your rhymes divine of imagery and grace. thank you for the walk on the beach  *ww*  me  I love your imperfections ... I love your everything ... Your broken heart ... your broken wings. [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 04-18-2001).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Thank you dear. *L* JM, For you, I have one thing to say How did, you ever get that way? Love Ya Stinky |
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