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Transience |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
With opaline fire On the edge of Turquoise bowl Day begins again. Photographed in My mind are a Thousand such Passings… Like an album Of family portraits With people looking Similar but different Each beginning And ending of time Measured by events In my life That will fade from Existence with me. Our importance Transient as the Light that changes With passing cloud Measured in memory Of those who care… Those precious few Souls we embrace How can we be Foolish enough to Think ourselves More than we are? Opaline fire on The edge of a turquoise Bowl… waxing… Waning … gone Transient as the Changing light… |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Another keeper....opaline/turquoise.... how well they blend... thank you! |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
I dated a gal called Opaline once, or do I disremember? What clearly defined images you provide with you pallette of words. Some folks take themselves too seriously and believe themselves more important than they are. The true measure of wealth and importance is measured by the friends you make along the way and how important you are to them. Got wordified again, huh? |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Interloper... only in Texas would a gal be named Opaline... or well maybe in Missouri where I came from... Wrordified again? Naw.. enjoy reading your comments... Lady... thanks for the reading and the nice comments!! |
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