Open Poetry #42 |
shores of south mosey |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
we were the browned of towners building our yachts from boards with refilled holes and leaking oceans there was old lover laughter in our mouths like the coffee smells after we ran away together from different places and met at a nowhere else sign that had been blown over laying face down like a motel with no drapes on the windows so we saw everything more clearly that we had down in mirrors before with other animals than ourselves now we were heathens in heaven ___________ daark |
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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
Posts 980Ca |
nice |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Sounds quite adventurous and a little bit nostalgic maybe. Probably the perception of heaven changes at different phases of our lives, but we never forget the blissful moments of the past. Your usual high quality in full display. love Margherita |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
beautiful. and very interesting topic. heathen was a right word here. always love the read. Tom |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
enjoyed this view from you Mr Daark... love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
you are going through a phase when nothing can be written wrong. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms nine, thank you stranger ______________ ms mar, thank you special lady _______________ friend TomMark, thank you sir for the read _______ ms r & b, thank you babe _____________ friend poddarku, then I am blessed, thank you |
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