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Fantasy of Introspection
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Fantasy of Introspection |
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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas 
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Fog lay sheer upon the grass last night. Through the shreds of evening, echoing as spirit tones across the hill, came the lonely, resonant note of a night-birds plaintive call, in the far away a bell tolled... solemn, slow, and sweet. Somewhere behind the scuttling clouds a young moon rode... and I was there alone. Yet what was I? What part of me was of the bird-note or the bell... what part of me the mist that shone as tears and what part of me the night? I was severed into atoms and had become one with innumerable others that knew more beauty than the whole of me might ever know. Nothing surrounding me was entire, complete, but merged into parts that broke and scattered and formed again, yet left that which was me untouched. With groping hands outstretched into magical nothingness I waited... listening... feeling... yearning. The moon cast no shadow, and the clouds became but dream myths and faded into space. Perhaps it was a dream... the night... the mist... the moon and I... Perhaps a fantasy of thought that touched upon the invisible and made of me a dream as well. |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Rex...I read your beautiful words and for that moment I am transfixed, immobile in another world. And I am at peace. I read them repeatedly, grasping at that elusive calm that I know leaves as gently as it came. And then I'm thrust back into a world I do not know, nor do I fit. Sated but for a time....hungering for more. Thank you...Hardrock |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Lovely! Very lovely.... |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
love this very much so keep it up. great piece enjoyed enjoyed. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Beautiful Rex simply beautiful, I have often thought of us as a dream. and have tried to wake up. loved it. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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ChibiDeathscythe Member
since 2000-06-09
Posts 128 |
A very lovely, and vivid dream.... |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
Oh I love anything magical and this was sweeping me with wonderful thoughts. Thanks for sharing something so poetic and beautiful!! |
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