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A Trip Over Words
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A Trip Over Words |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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A Trip Over Words Dotted in yellow, landscaped in green Like little grave markers, by the Western Run. Sprouting new life on the old of the scene, Through leaves of yesterday, each dainty one. They lined the highways, from north to the south And carpeted hillsides, those daffodils did. Forsythias stretched, forming walls all about, Building thoughts in my mind, as tears blinked from eyelids. Lost in memories, words constant in stream Till golden spires rose ahead in the blue. Feeling a twinge of a loss of a dream, Words in my mind still calling to you. By my side everywhere, I discover you're there Standing tall, never leaning, outstretched in the air. Reflections, my wantings, while aching inside, Just a shadow in darkness, I now shall reside. Blossoms of flowers, words forming in haste, Touching my heart as they float passing by. Today a puzzle, unpieced, poison laced, To never see rainbows appear in my sky. Bent down, lifted petals, inhaled sweet the scent Silken to touch as I pressed fingers tight. Releasing, then tossing in air, time was spent Surrendering sad thoughts, to those of my night. Throughout the length driven, time motioned to me Don't ever turn back, such pain needs to cease. Continue the travels, move forward to see The beauty in springtime, a calmness, a peace. By my side everywhere, I discover you're there Standing tall, never leaning, outstretched in the air. Reflections my wantings, while aching inside, Just a shadow in darkness, I now shall reside. Those feelings welled up, on the inside of me Quitting when reaching the top of my throat. Crawling inside myself, searching to be The "one and only" of words, which were wrote. Was lost in those dreams, as I've traveled this road Like that evergreen standing, so stubborn am I. Developing films, of those scenes to reload, My memories snapped before sun sets in sky. My mind keeps tugging and pulling my strings, Marionette-like she dances, sometimes on cue. Comforting thoughts each becomes, each one brings When leaving with smiles, to help ease me through. By my side everywhere, I discover you're there Standing tall, never leaning, outstretched in the air. Reflections my wantings, while aching inside, Just a shadow in darkness, I now shall reside. ~Wynter/Moonchild ..one of my first postings on here and now my 2000th..thoughts while on my drive to a poet's convention in Richmond, VA last year "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
it seems, almost, that there are warring emotions here...the joy of spring, the pain of loss or absence |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
yes Virginia, you are correct..at times I am a warring machine inside..*s Maureen "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I enjoyed this very much...which convention did you attend? |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Very nice. I hope you had a great time at the convention. Joyce |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Sharon..I went to a poets convention of a group of a dozen poets or so from another site from all over the US and Australia... We met in Richmond VA and visited the EAPoe Museum and had a poetry reading one night, an invited Poet from New England another night and just enjoyed meeting those we had been writing and sharing emotions with for over a year... nothng huge but very warm... Joyce, it was a wonderful time and for me, it made me a bit more understandable to others..so if that was all I came away with..I was happy...I am often told I am a simple yet very complex person..and many times unbelievable...in too good a way..(which often on line becomes useful for attacks...)so this resolved many issues for me with others.. ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (edited 04-27-2001).] |
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