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Hand Held Out
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Hand Held Out |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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Hand Held Out . . . and there is sleep troubled and sparce, and day again, and light, new eyes seeking yours, question: who are you? hiding behind veils of your own making . . . bleeding by choice, frozen emotions, your own choosing, avoiding the warmth, hovering around your soul. The warmth, the reality offered by the hand held out . . . to you. © wesley james beard, jr. january 1, 2012 |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I love how you write and your writing makes me feel. A |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Haunting and Poeish in my thinking is this one, j. Emotion rampant with the side-long glances of the desired, but aloof one. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Alison hit the bull's eye. Your words are felt. Enjoyed, my friend. JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
It's very hard to reach through to someone through that veil; regardless of their reasons for hiding behind it. I felt this one, m'friend. |
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