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Seeds of the Mind
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Seeds of the Mnd Words are like seeds sown in the mind Scattered in a fertile field Some unrefined, some nonaligned But all will root and will yield. Weather blooms are flower or weed Depends on chance and surround I've seem the best die in seed And some surprise and astound. Each of us is blessed in a way For there are no two the same. And depending on the word play Non have the very same aim. And though words are seed for our needs Our needs go beyond this ply We seem to be objects of deeds Subject to a constant why. Why is a word of magic power Forever and ever in flower. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Thus becomes the birthing of the why nots. Wonderful verse from you and so full of wisdom and beauty. A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
like a field of flowers. . . so is the life of the poet. . . superb my friend. . . ------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Weather blooms are flower or weed Depends on chance and surround I've seem the best die in seed And some surprise and astound. Each of us is blessed in a way For there are no two the same. And depending on the word play Non have the very same aim. And though words are seed for our needs Our needs go beyond this ply We seem to be objects of deeds Subject to a constant why. Why is a word of magic power Forever and ever in flower. ======================= "I've seem the best die in seed And some surprise and astound." what a cool write this is Sy ... so much truth and wisdom wrapped up in your gift of rhyme... me thinks ya had some of that wise-poets rice for breakfast ... with some perfect pondering pudding and a side of excellece eggs and of course a mug of way cool cappachino   later-love-when-ya-rhyme-divine-gator me I looked into the sky for my anthem The words and music came through But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen Looking into you |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
The wisdom in your words really caught my attention. Especially the lines... "each of us blessed in a way, for there are no two the same" Each of us as are like seeds planted, then bloom to flowers. All are special and have a purpose. And thus, the reason why. Great write by you. Deb |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Seeds indeed. Enjoyed the read... Poeminister "...no single sound too rude upon thy slumber shall intrude, Our thoughts, our souls- O God above! In every deed shall mingle, love." -Poe |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah Sy....some of the loveliest blooms come not just from wonderfully cultivated ground, but from the crevices of a rock... to me, it always says..."I shall survive and strive..." a small bump then, my friend, back up to the light...  Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Mark, Thanks for the wonderful verse. Sven, Thanks for the read and comment. JM, Love your sense of humor, Winkiewinkie. BloomingRose, Thank you Deb. Poeminister, Thanks for th e read and comment. Sunshine, Thanks for the bump. *L* |
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