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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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[This message has been edited by lucky (edited 06-01-2000).] |
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Lucius Cade Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 235Saskatchewan |
Wow, that was crazy. I love those style of poems and you write them so well, especially this one. How you were saved at the end by the young blond. great poem Lucidity is the answer to all problems |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Ah, memories! Memories. ~ ~ ~ The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
So sweet the tangle of your lives and the way you express it. |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
I say thank kyou, Lucius, by the way the young blond isn't so young any more but she's just as beautiful. Rosemary Ah, memories my sweet! Martie' Yep..! We're tangled up all right. Glad you found the words. If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Each time you share here it is as though I am reading a chapter of you...this one catches in the throat, a sighing ember, if you will, a visually stilling page of time ... ~ 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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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Well Claire, Not every time... There's my funny side too, but yes most of the time I'm too serious, if I may. Maybe I'm still looking for a good equilibrium. Good point..! If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Ruth, It's always nice to see your eyes. Thank you... If I could paint a portrait, of this life in which I've led, and somehow sketch a story, of the visions in my head, I'd start out with a canvas, stretched tightly in a frame, and in the bottom corner, I'd leave room to sign my name. (Michelle A. Bartley) |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lucky~ 'the tears we shed together as we huddled under the black umbrella of time' And this union goes beyond the eternity. How fortunate you both are. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
"rolling the years forth and back like the waves" This is a wonderful line Lucky. I enjoyed your poem a great deal, it's a beautiful verse full of memories. Best wishes, /Kit |
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