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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
turn my back on the sunset only to be confronted by the moon by the glow of a dying light reflected on mirrored eyes the faces of minarets rows of brick and cinder ribs filled with starlight entertain the coming dusk tidy hurricanes whip across the sand furnishing the seagulls with nervous tendencies gold tassels dance chipperly along her shifting balance copper tones and silken curves annihilate common sense and chivalry smoke strings itself through the windows crease wisps along the senses trail ignites some mid-summer afternoon ideas here, in the dead calm of winter [This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (01-17-2003 01:50 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
many great lines, love the imagery, the picture you painted...the last lines though were the best |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Nice metaphor here... Perhaps the sunset, which will invariably succumb to sunrise, has more to offer... It's all a matter of choice, isn't it?...  |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I remember Venice, and you've made me homesick... just a little... |
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