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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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the turned < !signature-->back of the lonely the cold icy smiles mad mother the lonely other with terrors unsorted yet a real no you shouldn’t story feeling a jealous eyes project on a no shoe Sunday thoughts too complex to tire away monologues to little given reasons failed your home work didn’t get a cheat sheet flunked the test can’t find the rest strange strength knowing but not as old as you used to think yesterdays gone to claim it’s grown a quaking quagmire land of sponge eclipsed o’er surface a most precarious and difficult predicament but you’ll live or so I’ve been told but I’m not sure of the appropriate procedure Dale Wayne VanSickle Gwaltney © 2000 (All Rights Reserved) Writing isn't just something I do, it's something I am. To write of feelings that touch all hearts in some manner is my delight. -Marge Tindal [This message has been edited by lucky (edited 10-30-2000).] |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Good points. Elizabeth You cling to your ways and leave mine to me. Suum cuique. ~Elizabeth |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
The "turned back of the lonely", and the appropriate procedure of how to live knocks me senseless on the floor of my mind - how can I tell you how your descriptions of pain touch me!!!!!!! The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sweet, poet~ This one cries. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Elizabeth thanks for noticing Rosemary, The "turned back of the lonely", you know this came from Roger Waters it's appropriate though. Marge, dear Sis, your always so sweet, don't mean to cry so often. *Hugs Aways* ~*dale*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, sheesh who needs ink..? as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] hope you like that margie Writing isn't just something I do, it's something I am. To write of feelings that touch all hearts in some manner is my delight. -Marge Tindal |
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