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Sometimes (an old one)
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Sometimes (an old one) |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle 
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Sometimes- There is Nothing to Write About. The wren; slick with remnants of night's hand weighing heavily upon her breast, beak closed, housing a silence, her ears join a leaf's crackle. The duet heartsounds shutter to winds quest, revealing what the ink cannot. The thistle; spreading its roots greedily among the scent of heather, will choke finer greenery in her attempt to exist. As each petal appears the will to exist grows stronger The irony blooms, revealing what the ink cannot. The woman; features pale, stature sedate, behind weakened eyelids lives knowledge held confidently. Pressed upon her forehead are decades of drama. A lifeline of wisdom paves her shaking palms; scored footprints into her soul. Ponderance of each step reveals what the ink cannot. [This message has been edited by Chanson (04-06-2003 08:39 PM).] |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
That was really pretty to read...  Waited on a line of greens and blues, just to be the next to be with you.. ~Mr. Big [This message has been edited by skyshine (04-06-2003 08:46 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
These are beautiful! Sometimes when we feel we have nothing to write about .. we write some of our best work. These are excellent..I especially love The Woman. Well done! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Chanson - nice to see you. Your writing, still excellent as I've read before... BC |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
The woman; features pale, stature sedate, behind weakened eyelids lives knowledge held confidently. Pressed upon her forehead are decades of drama. A lifeline of wisdom paves her shaking palms; scored footprints into her soul. Ponderance of each step reveals what the ink cannot.'' In complete awe of this.....WOW! HUGSS Lauren~ Through the darkness |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Thank you friends. Your kind thoughts mean alot to me. *s |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Chanson~ There are just some lovely lines-of-thought in this charming piece~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Dorene, even when there is nothing to write about, you find a way in your own unique style. hugss M |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sometimes, we ever wonder if we can find just the word for such moments... we only think the ink cannot pen them... and then we find magic. |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Thank you all! I am very happy you enjoyed this.  When you think you have heard it all, |
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