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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
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Uniqueness I. Walleye gather great stones of rock A culture I don’t want to wake up to New Jerusalem sleeps in my hand Daughters, of wandering nomads Plunge to the breast of their own Gods Purging souls of chaotic realms Listening like a child To droplets of boundless sage Green emerald is their sheen Not waiting for rations of nodding heads Every day visiting that maritime To listen, to pray, surrendering to their own language II. Their freakish dreams gaze through bars Fluttering foreign, here and there For me, thin blue flames & mountain crags Are cloud filled skies, hooded with machine guns Singing the songs of background noise Their dreams do not liberate me… I watch from their graves of indecision Buckling the cinch of my horse III. Sperm flakes red circles in my eyes Laughing at the roan I chose, untried We ran from the glistening bubbles of genetics While they bred humped shoulders zig-zagging Murmuring something about name’s sake Forgetting the soft white fingers of dear art Nestled and twinkling, audacious self-sufficiency IV I am the garden bought to read The face with an unknown crevice So, I opened the wrong door for learning’s sake I wasn’t afraid to be a my own martyr Who says it wasn’t beautifully welcoming? With rare creatures and new kin That won’t push to get a front row seat Or gossip bout where I’ve been Doesn’t make me right or some poor friend’s king Because I dance with the weather Rinsing my sacrificial goblet V. Offering you a drink… The day won’t snap into poison I simply see a different color Of which, my mouth would like to bite into To sense To feel To touch The priest of morning light A different market place we shop Where the ink runs the wrong way Love’s bliss gives out free permits One for me, one for you… Don’t bite the hand which feeds you. Footnote: This is about the great pains of trying to live up to someone else's expectations of what or who they "think" you should be...we are a society at times, who doesn't know how to allow others thoughts, or even consider first, they're happiness, not ours, out of fear of venturing out, fear of change, even fear of rejoicing for someone elses sucess, somehow, we've got to allow each and everyone, our parents, children, friends, they're individuality, disagree or not...allowance, is love unconditional... [This message has been edited by LeeJ (04-27-2005 07:06 AM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm drinking too much right now to read this but I'll come back |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I definitely like to read you sober |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ You eat a differant sage, enjoy. Good morning sweet. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So, I opened the wrong door for learning’s sake I wasn’t afraid to be a my own martyr ~*~ All of the lines are quotable... so hard to pick one or two that stand out... but in these two, lie your strength. |
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