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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida 
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there are memories of you viewed through lashes eyes down-cast so as not to be seen the view through dark filamented hairs of an enigma when distance was plenty – words few but softly, spoken softly and I could feel in blues, the breeze of quiet comfort the feathered sweep of greens –predominant earth of the strength-like tree and sometimes sometimes exhilarated fear from true unknowing of quick flashes feral yellow and then blink to a portrait in hues of gray, cloudless rain drip drip dripping fighting vibrant, washing away the sweet blush of wonder through lashes, still unknown locked away with cause from curtailed need and hidden wants [This message has been edited by Satiate (edited 10-17-2000).] |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
...Kaboom. Talk about an instant of time captured in a century of words. Eloquent, definitely. Peaceful... only in part. Beautifully spoken - Absolutely. In blues, the breeze of your mind blows me away. This is such an intricate piece Nic, bellowing out ache and pain inside words mixed with perfectly...with a sigh. Positively a BOL here m'friend. Postively. C |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Satiate~ This exquisite piece is full of beauty mixed with longing ... 'blink to a portrait in hues of gray, cloudless rain drip drip driping fighting vibrant, washing away the sweet blush of wonder' So lovely. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Nic - this is damned wonderful... wonderfully rendered wonderfully touching and I could feel in blues, the breeze of quiet comfort the feathered sweep of greens –predominant earth of the strength-like tree and sometimes sometimes exhilarated fear from true unknowing wow needed a read like this hon...  K"He looked across the silky surface of the Severn... it was a famously difficult river with fierce tides..." From Jack Maggs |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
there are memories of you viewed through lashes eyes down-cast so as not to be seen the view through dark filamented hairs of an enigma when distance was plenty – words few but softly, spoken softly and I could feel in blues, the breeze of quiet comfort the feathered sweep of greens –predominant earth of the strength-like tree and sometimes sometimes exhilarated fear from true unknowing of quick flashes feral yellow WOW WOW WOW this one knocked me of my chair, excellent writing Satiate! "If my words could blanket the skies and fill every corner and crevice of this earth, still this won't be enough" "Maree Russo" |
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Robert Joseph Member
since 2000-10-07
Posts 491South Carolina |
Compelling, and yes captivating, the essence of heart and soul is tangible in the sweeping passions of this lovely piece. Robert Joseph |
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Corazon Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 1209 |
wow is right, intriquite, exquisite...all of the above, this is GREAT! this need be reread and reread...sigh |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
this is extremely well toned -- nice to see you writing  |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Bravo! An impressive display of your talent here. I don't believe I've read anything of yours! Shame on me! I loved it. Kathleen |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
"the breeze of quiet comfort" "the feathered sweep of greens" wow- eee wow! - wonderful write - hooo boy - you penned a great one here lady! ~You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning. ~ Billy Wilder |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
There was a vision which accompanied this, I am sure of it; it can be best likened to an unassuming breeze which parted, if only for an instant, the soft gauze curtain which shrouds the author's soul ... Um .. or maybe that was just me.  A sweet breath of poetry, at any rate, Nicole. I was glad to see your byline today... --Me Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large numbers. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Chris: Okay, what do you want? Seriously though, thank you very much. BOL backatcha m'friend.Marge: you always say the nicest things! Thank youAhh, K: Many hugs, hon...DA:  Thank you much, dearRobert: Your comment is a poem in itself, thank you for such a lovely reply. Corazon: What a compliment! Thank you LR: Always nice to see you, thank you Sir.Irish Rose: (love that, btw!) Thank you Mr. Yeats: I'm very pleased you enjoyed. Thank you very much. Lady Kess: thanks for catching my 'oops' Your comments are so artfully crafted, I fear my poem doesn't do this one justice. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Well, I've been away for a bit but you certainly haven't lost a step. This is wonderful, Nicole. Loved it. Michael |
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Abigaile Member
since 2001-10-21
Posts 112San Mateo, CA |
I happened upon this by accident. (shearched the wrong year *embarrassed grin*) but what a beautiful accident it was! I loved it! Such gorgeous imagery. You hae inspried me to read more of your work. "I am nae poet, in a sense; |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! I love this! I'll go looking for morre! |
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