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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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balmy evening dances with words of twilight seemingly to weave greetings in & out tops of trees I ponder this darkening... while watching birds circling towers peaking wryly before me... there... was a new forged urgency as pink smoothed streaks of clouds hued interlocking mazes across this twilight sky tonight... perhaps signifying 1/3 of my life left? "oh" sprouts a mind whisper "I have been so gifted"..... oh how I wish I could hitch a ride along the spine of this half-hearted light folding into darkness which grew starry filled eyes seducing my sun to bed there are no sad hearts here~ tonight~ only this silver bench crackling dusty pathways under foot if I squint real hard I can see legs of light flickering between silver barked trees seemingly exploring those emerging wide opened fields red tiled spires jutting brief impressions of starry starry nights green shoots prodding out from moist soil earth's awning resonating pressure moments of body-like vibrations wide churned passageways between life and some place I’ve yet to touch to feel as if I were to wake up in the heart of someone else’s imaginations with morning sunshine caressing the very soul of my ebbing pockets filled with share filled with desire filled with spiritual emotion can’t help but feel the promise taste that romantic place a gift shop circuiting accession ripping me from the sad place where I lived so long long ago... it’s true yanno we are what we think & believe we are how we treat others we are that person whom possesses those stifling little traits we loath the most or that generous heart we wish to be planning promises on each and every tree I smile a smile particularly heavy with hope embrace this nameless evening one more time before dreams quietly fall before my questions... am I meant to be alone wild and free? I wished “he” were here sitting behind me with hungry arms wrapped confidently around the whole of my being… until we meld into the face of one his cheek affectionately brushing my hair his smell noticing me and we were shivering & damp with hopeful eyes of balmy evening taking photos of the tendrilled hair of moonlight spreading expansively through our souls until we touch position of the hour making moments into ancient stones yes, I smile & ponder where he is what is he doing this exact moment does he feel my thoughts does he have a face a name does he desire my minds hopeful eyes quietly falling in love with this wide opened road of twilight Hmmm I feel the unseen pressure and movement Of yet to be told nights coupled with day light like a motorway round the circling hills of sky lights |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
"there are no sad hearts here tonight" beautiful Lee!! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Lee, to my mind, this is one of your loveliest and most meaningful of writes. Your words were full of life, beauty, love, and wisdom. These were among my favourite lines: "we are what we think and believe we are how we treat others we are that person whom possesses those traits" ~ May you attract the beauty that is inherent in you!  Loveya! Linda |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
As I read your poetry, I feel as if I am on a journey through a beautiful mind. I don't have to pack anything; I just enjoy! aziza |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
it's always hard to pick favorite lines from yours Lee all of them really touch the heart |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
it IS so hard to pick favorites LeeJ and yet... "1/3 of my life left? "oh" sprouts a mind whisper "I have been so gifted"....." amazing |
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Kalandria Junior Member
since 2006-05-23
Posts 44Yorkshire, England |
"making moments into ancient stones" I love this line. Making our most treasured moments live forever in our minds. A lovely poem that touched something within me, one who seems always to be searching for the elusive 'he'. |
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