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Before she’s old
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Before she’s old |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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Before she’s old < !signature-->Purple iris edge the creek right along where lyrics well come as I was in courage by a fiend to be gone this journey never linking for a weak or so that it cold get used this way it did too I’m so glad butt sad you there yet your presents brings such relief to this aura vaginal draft and purr puss of mist little chapter which was to leaf you into a piece full come for table ground but if you no thing like me you be tried of the same mold contempt or airy voids that sneaks to glory fly woke gather then tall ants which draft tick ally skewers art and graces such in dived level souls with the drudge airy of woke..! I can soy tan any be leaf which is the truth of this fawn ally if own lye manna festered threw a single palm or many foams thy music your peach the very mass sagé of finessé in appear ants and at tit lewd shod be in tart con trash to ease kind of odor ease very same will not rest pond to a poets rule of dumb which pears to be just act ally what they lethal ridge ally cordon wit newt protest or sin sure as a mark of ally ants in this fare fate of finessé... so if I woke at it yon enough will fat make it add mire able odor I weight for the voids to rule ball looming nocturne ally true in neat..? [This message has been edited by lucky (edited 04-18-2000).] |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Lucky, this speaks tenderly of the thrill and bliss of innocence caught suddenly off guard by the solemn discovery of the cycle of life. Wonderful writing...very evocative, to my way of thinking. ~ Claire |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lucky~ I would say that your muse is very busy flooding you with these beautiful thoughts and lines. This is just so soft and lovely. Your writing is on a plane of ascent. Soaring !  I'm glad we get a chance to be passengers to your flights of fancy. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
lucky, ....... what they said and I loved it. Parker |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sparkling in this time that seeks each day for beginnings, the small death of eternal lies hidden and waiting for us out from the corner of an eye. I love your poetry lucky! |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
"Purple iris edge the creek" - lucky, you have a way about titles, and beginning lines that catch and drag me in. This could be the story of my life, and, my dear, I know it could be that a bit of that was in your mind. I just have to tell you I love this poem. And I love you. |
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