bel1e
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2010-06-23
06:14 PM
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There is a theory of crying that tears are the body's way of shedding excess elements from the brain,
faith will not save us, for all its rabid, haywire abandon, as it plucks and skins, on a binge, to strip the heart of its shiny, blue anatomy,
like a lie, that leaves you open, two wrongs make a right
[insert bird for sorrow]
as slow bees spin the thick, deep jute of some golden hour's passing,
the pollen traceless, retreats in my garden, the hyacinths have uprooted, and reach for Lathe, oblivion and swift decay,
for ardor is a mere season, and eternity, long hours of desolation lined with garlands of eggshells and rubies,
how silly you are, Trinket.
On Sundays, the kingfishers enter their kingdom,
their blue crowns on fire, and feast upon the flies in my heart,
[insert hologram for absence]
meet me in the dovecote, my love, I will be waiting and waiting...
There is a theory of dreaming , that each one serves to mend something torn, like the cells of new skin, splayed open with a secret's restless soul, as it surrenders its recess and fades with the blue songs that nest in my nights,
like a long narrative of birds asleep beneath the pitch of their dark wings, pinions of sorrow, in my dream, something tastes like licorice,
and now we must ask the body for a way back,
for this is the last, they say the whole world is warming by imperceptible degrees, the end of color, faith won't save us, anymore,
here are the jewelthreads and throbbings I need to leave, alleluia, sever and stitch,
after hearing the frost warnings, I've snipped all the flowers to make bouquets, and bring them into the house to die,
alleluia, the blue cicadas mourn their loss in quick crescendos, and I am learning, at last, the names of our failures;
geranium, sunflower, magnolia, azalea,
[insert hail for an apocalyspse, of sorts]
each June day more furious.
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Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
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2010-06-23
10:12 PM
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I most certainly hope I'm the first to send you great applause...
not only for the mind escape but the mental ingenuity of the task you have set before you.
Introspection is a curious mentality that so many people share amongst themselves but remain strangely silent in doing so.
But not for you, Poet.
You are unique in your writings, and that my dear, is why I read you.
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bel1e
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2010-06-24
05:26 AM
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(((Sunshine)))
Thanks so much, love~*~
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Cpat Hair
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2010-06-24
08:26 AM
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for ardor is a mere season, and eternity, long hours of desolation lined with garlands of eggshells and rubies,
how silly you are, Trinket.
On Sundays, the kingfishers enter their kingdom,
their blue crowns on fire, and feast upon the flies in my heart, ________________________________________
I do so adore these lines... as I do the whole.... always a lesson in how it is supposed to be done when I read you....
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Richy
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2010-06-24
08:37 AM
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Like the blind man touching color for the first time, this poem it sat on my lungs and held time and breath at bay, making eyes in fog of wood and gray, smile.
Thank you.
I didn’t know words could do what they just did, I didn’t know that they could make the day turn dark while eyelids of wind chimed light were still wide open.
How nice it is to hear flavors new, sharp and silent fall in the taste buds of our mind.
Until a more appropriate word can be made, brilliant will have to do for now. Richard xx
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bel1e
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2010-06-24
08:43 AM
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Richard~
((thank you)) for such a heartfrlt reply to my madness~
I am so pleased this moved you ~
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Dark Stranger
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West Coast
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2010-06-24
10:27 AM
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darkdot...I always see rivers in your pen..how they turn the grasses like fingers over to explore the lines of a stranger's prints. kewl stuff
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bel1e
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2010-06-24
10:31 AM
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Hey Chief~
I did not see your reply before~~thanks, love
xoxoxoxox
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bel1e
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2010-06-24
10:32 AM
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Dark~
I do so love the River~*~ Thanks for taking a peek, love~
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Toerag
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since 1999-07-29
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Ala bam a
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2010-06-24
10:38 AM
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Well hell bel1e!!!
This is quite the theory. Pretty amazing thought process had to go into this.
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bel1e
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2010-06-24
10:40 AM
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Thanks Mr. Rag~
I am so pleased you enjoyed this~
~hell's belles (LOL) I kinda like the ring to that!
xoxox
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JamesMichael
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Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
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2010-06-29
06:31 PM
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Enjoyed...James
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bel1e
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2010-06-30
07:34 AM
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Thanks so much, James !
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