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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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when the gods bring flame to my breast by hope in dreams, by hook of quest i hear a familiar place, of amber moon wings that apollo, fleeting in night dreams oh go, go, my secret store the ageless power of faulse hopes be free to fly night sky of light forget the burden of your crimes for recoiling, thwarting 2nd life… a chance for a murdered child stained by chanting rain of unwilling soul your revenge unscaved tired hours become sacrfice, a monarch saffron visions, that know not lies nor steal a heart of belief of denial of a soul on fire i walk the crages that i most fain capturing arrows pointing the pain bending knee to knee bleeding, bleeding moaning to claim a fruitful prayer for them…for me…for love of fair both bittersweet and sadly there inbedded deep in community in every life that takes breath the ripple effect their touch of conditions holding hands with darkness…mocking deity no place in their opulant rooms of motto grasping love, that vanishes my appollo is my animus alive inside i shall receive again, again i shall…on bended knees to hail the life that doubles my hands unfolding the fists of war let me know pain know fear know impatience so that i may always know change and the veins of richness humble me in thy hardest rain raise me to that child... allow me many visions in one word so that good questions grow let my woman know the man of feelings and the cupping hands of those left behind turn my head, give me vision to know the heart of my decissions let me truly feel where life goes |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Untitled perhaps but WOW...LOVe This. "tired hours become sacrfice, a monarch saffron visions, that know not lies nor steal a heart of belief of denial of a soul on fire i walk the crages that i most fain capturing arrows pointing the pain bending knee to knee bleeding, bleeding moaning to claim a fruitful prayer for them…for me…for love of fair both bittersweet and sadly there" yer amazin miss Lee...*grinz* |
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StevenS Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945L. A. (Lower Alabama) |
I agree Wow Leej! Knocked me to my knees! Wow! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Good thoughts, good write. Good morning sweety. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
turn my head, give me vision to know the heart of my decisions let me truly feel where life goes I think this every morning, Lee sort of a mantra  M |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"turn my head, give me vision to know the heart of my decissions let me truly feel where life goes" ~ May the Universe hear your "fruitful prayer" so fervently expressed. With love, Linda |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
where DOES life go? good morning to you too  |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
By beseeching the faulted hours, we see clearly that time gives rise to change. All happiness LeeJ. Awesome write. TD |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Another example of your talent here Lee...words that are not chosen but selected by great ingenuity...thank you.. Goldenrose. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"humble me in thy hardest rain raise me to that child... allow me many visions in one word so that good questions grow" I love this verse. A beauty Lee J. But I am confused on no title?? JL |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
"Nothing escaped the jellyfish, that terror from seas where whales can't live (he could kill sharks by grabbing their tails and neither refusing nor consenting to give). Oh go home, you terrible fish; let sea be sea and rock be rock. Go back wishy-washy to your sheltered bay, but let me live definite, shock by shock." from At The Chairman's Housewarming, William Stafford Yes. Very much so..... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow Lee...what an awesome write and that ending...whew! so good to read your words again |
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