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Dark Stranger
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0 posted 2006-09-06 08:08 AM



there distant rolls the gypsy nickel
spins her shimmer troll of tempt
pretending invisible behind her dawn

but my hands know her sinful sling
o' how they wear the warm
like the gloving of a wallow

the swallowing of tomorrows parch
when the throat is a voiceless poem
my pen is but nudity for her mind

and she disrobes with wanton yawns
dragging the ink zippery with tooth
and nailing down the skinend fray

lest it blow away shirtsleeve lost
needing more to cover than her eyes
when she corks her face into my vase

and mouths the moments of spending time


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daark



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seraphin
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since 2000-09-24
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1 posted 2006-09-06 08:13 AM


Oh Dark. I imagine your mind to be draped. A thousand small windows holding vast oceans of images. Do tell, Sir. Do you merely draw back a drape, and allow the wonder to pour forth from your fingertips?
Dark Stranger
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2 posted 2006-09-06 08:16 AM


ms sandra...no, but was walking by the marina and fell in...lots of stuff under there..(grin) thanks hon for the eyes
Sunshine
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3 posted 2006-09-06 08:45 AM



...and this is you, all wet?  

Sound wondering sounds here...
and very like some sea spray...

well done, Sir.  Always leaving behind
tanfastic images....


Gentle Spirit
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4 posted 2006-09-06 09:07 AM


Could envision the sun in slow rise around you this morning D.  Oh but, what a temptress she is though huh?  Enjoyed the visions through your eyes this morn, you bring such perception with your dark stranger thoughts. *warm hugs*

seek the flame within yourself
and let your soul be cleansed by
the fire of love.  Axel Ekenstierna

serenity blaze
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5 posted 2006-09-06 09:23 AM


Yanno D? Your poetry is so absolutely beautiful that there are times I wish you were a priest.

If you could move the soul of all mankind the way you maneuver the average woman's behind in her chair, I do believe you could change the world.




serenity blaze
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6 posted 2006-09-06 09:24 AM


Oh, and by the way? You had me at "lucid".


Dark Stranger
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7 posted 2006-09-06 09:31 AM


ms sun, thanks lady friend for walking by

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ms gs, thank you for lifting the shade and letting the morning in ms

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ms serene, may I just start with you..perhaps the world will follow
the priestess sway?

ps, was hoping lucid would...well you know..thanks lady friend

The Lady
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since 2005-12-26
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8 posted 2006-09-06 04:30 PM



sounds like you fell
all the way in Stranger

it's about those
wanton yawns
and the skinend fray
whew...


Dark Stranger
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9 posted 2006-09-06 06:32 PM


ladyone..yep..and and..them pine needles on the sidewalk at a turn too..and the burned out light..and...thanks
Dr.Moose1
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10 posted 2006-09-06 10:45 PM


DS,
With your permission I will pause here too.
There is no doubt in my mind your concepts
and creative talent are unique. There was a time I would not read others' works at all for fear of not developing my own style, fortunately that has now passed. A snippet here, a concept there, Nah, I'm only kiddin'!
Doc

kif kif
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11 posted 2006-09-07 02:57 AM


"The road to success is not straight, there is a kerb called failure, a loop called confusion, speed-bumps called friends, and red-lights called enemies. Caution-signs called family, and flat-tires called jobs...but if you have a spear called determination, and a engine called perseverance, with insurance called fate, and the drive to make it, you'll meet a place called success." Cham, 'Rude Boy Pledge'.

Excuse me for an apparently random quote, Dark Stranger, but your poem makes me want to write a 'Rude Girl Pledge'.  

Inspiring

Real 'G youth don't fear police cars.

LeeJ
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12 posted 2006-09-07 06:44 AM


It is only through making our way through, adding redirects, here and there, that poetential hitches us to the future, plenty of new miles, with recommendations to help figure out od odities that we soon appreciate...giving us the heads up for some pretty amazing experiences....shall we call it "eating the soul food of good health and fitness"

wishing you a writer's life with much inspiration...you are a song of literature


Dark Stranger
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13 posted 2006-09-07 07:12 AM


friend Doc, thanks for the review of my humble grind

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ms kif, would enjoy your view of the pledge, thanks for the walk by

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ms leej, slow hugs lady friend, this was just a study of a bay in juxtapose with some other antics..today is another day with a thousand highways for the old iron to run

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