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cries in the wind |
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noah j Member
since 2003-03-05
Posts 82on the open road with the wind blowing in my hair |
i hear names dreams that are long forgotten aspirations that blew down a dusty road love that was lost put on hold for a reality that left in the winter yes, i hear the wind and it is a sorrowful cry leading in the thunder rolling out the blue sky i hear the gusts out side in the night telling me of previous generations and all their fights i hear of joy and boyish pride i hear of soldiers going over to fight the other side yes, i hear the wind and it is happy sigh leading out the thunder and rolling in the blue sky i hear the howling when the man does not return the girlish pain and it is all alone i hear lost voices never meant to be i hear it all inside of me and i wonder, when will my kin hear me as just a voice howling in the wind the only people for me are the mad ones-mad to live, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at once--jack kerouac |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Keep howling, Noah, but don't worry about who listens. Eventually, all the tunes will circle 'round. Loved the write, so I'll keep it, thank you. |
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Lotus Breeze Member
since 2003-09-06
Posts 112 |
Often too I have shed tears in wind Unlike you, the wind howls, I silent cry Like poem |
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