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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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By surprize < !signature-->yonder towards the vicious west lies the wellcoming as I was about 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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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Hi Lucky, I'm so glad I found this....it is a pleasure for me to read your poetry..."I am the willows smallest leaf"...so full of your potent thought displayed. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Terrific as usual, Lucky! Elizabeth "He have his goodness now. God forbid I take it from him!" -The Crucible |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
It is I who am Lucky to have friends such as you. |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Tender, tender, your words float over my sometimes aching spirit, soothing me with your love and understanding. You've known the depths of despair too, my sweetheart, and my heart is always with you. This is an exceptionally beautiful, haunting, and poignant poem. I love it. < !signature--> ...Living is ever like crossing rivers; finding a new life on each shore ... RJG [This message has been edited by Rosemary J. Gwaltney (edited 04-08-2000).] |
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winterinblue Junior Member
since 1999-12-29
Posts 32 |
Profound and sad. I see much of my own mind inside this poem. |
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