Open Poetry #41 |
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Lost Pretensions |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! ![]() |
Lost Pretensions In rare and lucid moments like this… (that herald remarkable change) as pale ghost-horse clouds ride the last summer wind through the twilight-mist, (with the soft thunder of scattering stars) on this flaming cusp of Autumn’s splendor, one thinks of what lies beneath all grand facades and finely crafted ‘images’. Would that we wore only tear-away shadows, or could drop our rainbow-cloaks of vanity-paint... for even a day, to speak simply and clearly… that which we truly feel and mean without pretension. What and whom…do we really ‘know’… not even ourselves! ~ [This message has been edited by secondhanddreampoet (08-19-2007 06:50 PM).] |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
beautiful. and very philosophical. very much enjoyed the read always good poems Tomtoo |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I know myself...ha, ha...not...well more than others...James |
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ArtSolstice Member
since 2007-03-18
Posts 498 |
Especially not ourselves. Beautifully written. |
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Midnitesun![]()
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Exactly...not even ourselves. |
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Greeneyes![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
In rare and lucid moments like this… (that herald remarkable change) as pale ghost-horse clouds ride the last summer wind through the twilight-mist, (with the soft thunder of scattering stars) on this flaming cusp of Autumn’s splendor, one thinks of what lies beneath all grand facades and finely crafted ‘images’. for whatever the reason, this really jumped out at me...maybe just my mood...but wow amazing really.... ![]() ~~**~~ |
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