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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Melodreaming I've lent a helping hand or two no asking in return but wonder I, where I need go when fears are my concern. I've always thought that you'd be there like magic, smiles betray the inner brewing, visions of the words that none can say. I've exhaled thoughts so randomly, invisable my feel, wherein there lies a calm before that storming becomes real. Analyze me all you want there will be no success, for only I can master mind and flame my happiness. I press those walls, so paper thin, dance naked for no one. I battle pleasure with my pain and melodream 'til done. Exaggerate my characters, conflict them as in real. I've inhaled sensing what I wish until that calm, I feel. My Spring becomes my Summer and my Summer into Fall. My colored world is changing, I am trapped behind its wall. I separate my missing from my having, into truth as seasons switch, and find the path in state of mind, my youth Where smiles became me, pure in deed, where rewrites needn't pen. Yesterdays bring me to stall where memories rise, back when. I press those walls, so paper thin, dance naked for no one. I battle pleasure with my pain and melodream 'til done... M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." (Will Moss) [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (10-17-2002 08:57 AM).] |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Fantastic! Enjoyed it greatly. Warm Regards, Pat  ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Where smiles became me, pure in deed, where rewrites needn't pen. Yesterdays bring me to stall where memories rise, back when. I press those walls, so paper thin, dance naked for no one. my friend I like this one a great deal. Still I find it a sad thing so many of us will as you put it dance naked for no one. We do indeed keep oursleves clothed and protected... perhaps hearing only the music in our heads... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Maureen, Excellent write your talent is showing.  :sqeeze: |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you Pat.. and Cpat..I do dance naked... but there is NO ONE to see me..*s M |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you Sy...you do make me smile ~soft kiss on cheek~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
 an older one, but one that fits I think how many feel about your words...and if no one is there, we are at least here...Whose words now dance To the rhythm of passing days And jump in syncopated rhyme within this mind of haze Whose words now run In abandoned fields of time And walk among the ruins Of memories sublime. Whose words now sleep In beds of passion made And caress the tender places That none of us would trade Whose words now linger In the essence of who I am And permeate the core Of every lonely man Yours |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"I separate my missing from my having, into truth as seasons switch, and find the path in state of mind, my youth" What a beautifully written piece, Maureen. Wonderful flow and phrasing throughout, and it creates such a soothing state ... I loved this. Best wishes, /Kit |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
very lovely C... Whose thoughts run wild many times off the page wanting to share in life's triumphs... that is I Whose thoughts turn to the past so as not to dwell in the present's disappointments... that is I Whose thoughts wish to settle into anothers mind to fill it with a share of loving... that is I Whose words in days end reach out to no one, and are put to rest for another day... that is I what is mine |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you Kit...some say I have a style all my own when it flows naturally..this was one of those, I think its been awhile since I have written in this rhythm. And don't worry about any sadness...many times my poems are mistaken as being sad when really all I am doing is putting my past into perspective so I can have that future I wish to have...(if you can understand that  hugsss M Maureen |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
what is mine Yours is at times I am sure not abundantly obvious to you. We all suffer from that. Yours is the grace that in pages turned unfold chapters learned enriching those that know you by having tasted yesterdays felt tomorrows coming wish understand today's needs a bit better themselves Yours is a touch perhaps only by passing eye that comforted held warm when all else was cold and the world seemed not a place to stay but one to flee Yours is a blessing to us Yours is to struggle lonely at times lost others just as is ours |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I wish I could show my thanks in words..for the time you take to respond with warmth and beauty...thank you hugs Maureen |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
This is a wonderful poem. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
thank you Sue..it's always nice when you stop by to read.. hugsssssssss M |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
beautifully you |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
reread ...just because I needed to. Thank you, J M |
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