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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
ancient skins ... the ancient rhythm beating within all strikes deep its cadence of the bond we all seek our blood beats through hearts singing its song of time and humanity feel the power of collective drums driving home a timing's lullaby a fire stoked and embers rise to the star-struck sky's gloaming glory of souls our return to such a scene will come again so serene so watch close the skin's rampant pulse watch closer still 'til we all convulse M.A. Miller 09.02.00 < !signature--> My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 09-03-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
chord will strike in many hearts from the words you did impart... and I know a few or more who will enjoy and FEEL this one... well done...well done! |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
A very striking piece. The rhythm, of course, was more than implied, but the composition leant very well toward that end. ~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
Thanks for reading ... another oddity, i think, but there may be a thought invoked ... thanks to you both again. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
MA Miller, you always do that to me, catch me with the ending so I have to go back and read the whole thing again. AND I always like it just as much the second time around.*laughs* be well Kethry "It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures; but it is the loss that shapes the image, gathers the flowers weaves the garland."- |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Entrancing, wonderfully written poem. Sit down and bargain "Until your tongues are dry If the havoc and the shame continue We'll drown you in our putrefaction" Primo Levi |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
The internal rhythm of this piece is especially striking Mark...like the anticipation of critical mass...read like a well done drum solo...excellent work here. |
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