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tabme Junior Member
since 2008-10-03
Posts 37Mississippi |
memory This dream is fleeting, from the moments of awe, to the quandaries of tire, by not this mind, lest a true mind speak, speak of time but not of lines, lines which formed in sequence, sequenced yet not formed, chaotic bliss within nothing, nothing yet formed. Simply about my memory being bad. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Okay ... kind of makes sense to me ... or if my memory was working properly, it might !!  Welcome to our intriguing circle of poets and friendships~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
To read in sequence your poem and dear Marge's reply, brings smiles! Welcome to Pip! You describe a momentaneous chaos well. Love, Margherita  "Love is the One who masters all things; I am mastered totally by Love." (Rumi) |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
hmmm... I think my mind is sometimes like yours! enjoyed! love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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