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Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2004-10-29 05:16 PM


Not me, not me, it never is me
moving the sand underfoot
but who can it be
when all else is a dream
and I’m asleep on my feet?  

No doll man made is blessed with a soul  
but everyone knows that, of course,
and puppets can never attach own strings
and dance alone down the isles.

I could go on a roll, talk of the old,
the passing of beautiful times,
or stand on a box near a crossroad
and speak of the crosses I’ve borne  
but it’s funny how the little things grow  
into mountains when I’m asleep
and my soapbox roll down the left side
appears to me to no longer be  
the crux of the matter at all.

Oh, this sleep; how restless it is
and some would say quite disturbed
but it’s all a question of personal choice
and that’s a funny thing too  
because it never is me, not me, not me,
pulling my own puppet strings.

There could be a point I am trying to make
like there could be a reason for being
and there also could be a feather in air
dropped from a moving “something”
that never is seen to be the source
of what, after all, is only a feather.      

But I won’t get on my soapbox tonight
or speak of my roll down the side
for little is known of crosses and rolls
when I’m only taught to read books
and not how to die, get up again,
and turn energy into good health.  

I think I am lost – that’s it, that’s it,
now isn’t that a good thought
and a relief for those who could think
it’s because of the coffee I drink?

Make sense?  


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Martie
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Posts 28049
California
1 posted 2004-10-29 08:01 PM


Helen

"There could be a point I am trying to make
like there could be a reason for being
and there also could be a feather in air
dropped from a moving “something”
that never is seen to be the source
of what, after all, is only a feather."

You always make sense to me....and sometimes I just nod my head and say, yeah, that is just how I feel.  "only a feather" ...I think you know how very special a feather can be. You are special too!

thinking of you with a hug!         

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
2 posted 2004-10-29 11:50 PM


Thank you dear Martie.  I guess I'd look a bit silly with a feather in my hair so I've hidden it.  In my world I'm the only one who knows it is there.  You take care lovely lady.
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