Open Poetry #10 |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Question Symmetry soles my feet My deli belly full Yet I bugle retreat And sadly haggle doubtful. Where the sun saints my face The clouds paint the sky blue The wind offering chase Yet still, I choose askew. The Meadow's new of song Birds lend tune to the trees. Pains of the city gone And yet I am not free. What collar holds the dogma Leashes the ennui Shapes the sculpting sculptor To see what he will see? And what drive holds survive What polls the toll of thrive? |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
...only the answers that you will find in your heart...or in a lover's eyes... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?...KRJ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, If you say so. *L* |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
I love the way you write. corinne |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Corinne, Thank you sweet corinne. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
I think sunshine nailed it down, my friend; enjoyed this read. jwesley |
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