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Sanctuary And Details In The Wind
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Sanctuary And Details In The Wind |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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Absent friends, absent friends struggling in darkness, looking for a rhyme, we wouldn't call it peace if we didn't have the time. Subtle movements at the corners of my eyes, never realized as anything but broken articles of faith, I built this mansion in the center, shrouded in the mists on cold and lonely rock, I chose every this and that, every target lock where every field of fire rolls exposed to the horizon. Blood upon the edges, the broken shards of memories drifting, shaggy whorls within the fog of my amnesia, the soul's time worn patina clearing, for brief moments in my dreams where worlds of other lives' debris leak dancing points of light at me, through straining stitching in the fabric woven from this life; I was taught control, like sleeping with the devil showing no weaknesses, no points of honor or remaindered yearning, revealed to furnish grasp by which to steal my soul. Timing is essential, learning to pace myself, knowing visions moving in the wind inherently are never shown complete, but torn about the edges picked up in storms, dropped at random as the winds grow tired, puzzle pieces come together just as likely pulled apart; I am left standing in the paradox, the heart of trying to remember. In the art painted by survival I forgot. Absent friend, absent friends clamoring in corners, scrambling for time, we wouldn't call it logic if we never found the rhyme. ©2004 by icebox |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox "Absent friend, absent friends clamoring in corners, scrambling for time, we wouldn't call it logic if we never found the rhyme." Some times there just are no words to reply right.  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
geeezus! awesome! and this is only the mere ripples of skipping stones on the surface of you...I'm in awe |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Completely understandable, icebox, and so wonderfully expressed as only you can do it. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
yes... in the wind... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Timing is essential, learning to pace myself, knowing visions moving in the wind inherently are never shown complete, but torn about the edges picked up in storms, dropped at random as the winds grow tired, puzzle pieces come together just as likely pulled apart; I am left standing in the paradox, the heart of trying to remember. In the art painted by survival I forgot." I have re-read this one over the past couple of day several times, Icebox. It is incredible writing and I enjoy untangling the truths you weave within your work. I'll be back to study this one again from my library. *smiles* .......jo |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Like this...James |
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