Open Poetry #11 |
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The Art of Being |
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Mattster Junior Member
since 2000-11-17
Posts 29 |
The Art of Being In time and space, a feeling grows. The shifting nature of it all Evokes a sense of rise and fall. And though they rise and sink And rise again, A certain feel of want descends. On the third stone from the sun, While time stands still, a feelings grows. A sense of being comes along, And a closer look then gently shows In rise and fall and fall and rise The Art of Being lingers on. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This likes me.....this really likes me..... ![]() 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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A Whisper's Caress Senior Member
since 2000-11-03
Posts 791on the horizon of a fairytale |
oh I loved this so much. Look within the heart of a poet, and you will see a reflection of their soul. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Now, this really had the depth to it. Made me think of a painting, and the many ways we view it. "When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey."" Laurie Lee Kathleen |
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Mattster Junior Member
since 2000-11-17
Posts 29 |
Thanks, everybody, you are way too kind. ![]() |
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