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The Remora Of Blues
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The Remora Of Blues |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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The Remora of Blues Blues, like remora on a host Holds on to the cutting shadow. Grabs and clings like chains of a ghost. That walks the strange of tomorrow. Listening to a lower key Withdrawing to ambience of mood Muting outlook with wis-a-vis. That leads it into thoughtless brood. Plunging the head into withdraw Playing blues of hyperbole. Questioning the sun and even more Weather and what will come to be. Morbid the remora of ID Bumming the ride of the ocean Looking in the mirror naked. Making low the base of notion. Feeding on the leavings of fates No highs no lows just sticks and waits. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
You've described it well, Seymour. Very well expressed! Denise |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
As usual, pulling the dictionary out...thinking I "sort of" knew what remora was...is...and delighting in the way you describe life... 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 |
Dsnyder, Thank you Denise. Sunshine, Thank you Karilea. *L* |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Grabs and clings like chains of a ghost. That walks the strange of tomorrow. Listening to a lower key Withdrawing to ambience of mood Muting outlook with wis-a-vis. That leads it into thoughtless brood. ==================== Playing blues of hyperbole. Questioning the sun and even more Morbid the remora of ID Bumming the ride of the ocean Looking in the mirror naked. Making low the base of notion. Feeding on the leavings of fates No highs no lows just sticks and waits. ===================== oooh Sy's singing the blues ... these way cool lines are the ones I choose like reading your mind....these poetic clues wisdom dressed in rhyme ... when reading you I cant lose.  (forgive me its late..brain freeze) me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
JM, Brain freeze I don't believe It must be the raspberry tea. Winkiewinkie Stinky |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
more like the lack of raspberry tea ... and a cetain moody muse ... trust me sweet Sy...its brain freeze... we have windchills of 40 below here this morn ... me thinks me needs warmer surroundings... know of any caddy positions open in the sunshine state lol  *winkiewinkie* me |
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