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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Voyage By pouring through the evermore With claymores double edge, wherefore. I be an idyll idyllist With exorbitance of enlist I’m hedonistic in my zest Searching for the best of the best. My echoes bounce from wall to wall They jounce the pines from tall to tall But I am lost, in echoes cry On fragile wings of vie and lie. A journey to a lover’s goal A hunt to find a lover’s soul A voyage through the black abyss The torch, a brand, a single kiss. It is a mental road of gold The fragile of the boldest bold It is a passage through the mist The earnest of an idyllist. It parries through each day and night To carry on the lover’s flight. And knows that it will someday find The idyllist of double bind. By pouring through the evermore With claymores double edge, wherefore. [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (edited 03-21-2001).] |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
A journey to a lover’s goal A hunt to find a lover’s soul A voyage through the black abyss The torch, a brand, a single kiss. It is a mental road of gold The fragile of the boldest bold It is a passage through the mist The earnest of an idyllist. It parries through each day and night To carry on the lover’s flight. And knows that it will someday find The idyllist of double bind. By pouring through the evermore With claymores double edge, wherefore. just wonderful..I love your rhyming ways ~Wynter/Maureen "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ah, Sir Lancelot....you have once again wrested a thoughtful sigh from my lips.... |
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Just A Woman Senior Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 507 |
I stand in awe. This is outstanding.  "When people show you who they are, believe them" |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Just A Woman, You just made my day. Thank you. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I be an idyll idyllist With exorbitance of enlist I’m hedonistic in my zest Searching for the best of the best. My echoes bounce from wall to wall They jounce the pines from tall to tall But I am lost, in echoes cry On fragile wings of vie and lie. ====================== A voyage through the black abyss The torch, a brand, a single kiss. It is a mental road of gold The fragile of the boldest bold It is a passage through the mist The earnest of an idyllist. It parries through each day and night To carry on the lover’s flight. And knows that it will someday find The idyllist of double bind. By pouring through the evermore With claymores double edge, wherefore. ==================== a voyage into your poetic mind tis a sabbaticle into sublime visions of evermore bestowed in rhyme wisdom incantated in rythym and cadence divine poetic coolness ... thou does define forever grateful ... are thine eyes of mine  The line for the voyage of awe now forming to the left ... please take an number and enjoy the view *S* "But I am lost, in echoes cry On fragile wings of vie and lie." *sigh* *winkiewinkie* make me sigh Stinky  me oh you speak to me in riddles |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I be an idyll idyllist With exorbitance of enlist I’m hedonistic in my zest Searching for the best of the best. My echoes bounce from wall to wall They jounce the pines from tall to tall But I am lost, in echoes cry On fragile wings of vie and lie. ====================== A voyage through the black abyss The torch, a brand, a single kiss. It is a mental road of gold The fragile of the boldest bold It is a passage through the mist The earnest of an idyllist. It parries through each day and night To carry on the lover’s flight. And knows that it will someday find The idyllist of double bind. By pouring through the evermore With claymores double edge, wherefore. ==================== a voyage into your poetic mind tis a sabbaticle into sublime visions of evermore bestowed in rhyme wisdom incantated in rythym and cadence divine poetic coolness ... thou does define forever grateful ... are thine eyes of mine The line for the voyage of awe now forming to the left ... please take an number and enjoy the view *S* "But I am lost, in echoes cry On fragile wings of vie and lie." *sigh* *winkiewinkie* make me sigh Stinky me oh you speak to me in riddles |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Ummmmm????????? Im not sure...but me thinks Ron sneezed or Athena stutters LOL ... or maybe ya got me so excited I pushed the button too hard LOL sorry about the multiples hahaha hehe  ROFL............ [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 03-21-2001).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
JM, You are the best of the best The most of the most The toast of the toast. Winkiewinkie Tinkerbell. and I don't mind The double tell. |
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