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Bacchus Days
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Bacchus Days |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Every pore within my skin-- each tiny lump hair resides in-- all a-quiver-- wave of wand-- magick in the waves of dawn like a magnet am I drawn to silken lips-- I'll fill the yawn-- a flicker of a tongue in reach in ignorance, the holy preach... A curiousity, at first, becomes the grail of holy thirst-- Melding in a linger's touch-- welding you and me to US... every sign of grand design, my fingers linger on my lips each tear I cry be misaligned-- I curse myself to let self slip... I yearn to live the Bacchus Days.... coated grapes and palms in sway... I yearn to die--LIVE ANYWAY.... I want to have it both---escape. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Wow, you always put so much meaning into your words. I yearn to live the Bacchus Days.... coated grapes and palms in sway... But you're in Nawlins, where it's Bacchus Days all the time (or so it seems to us tourists when we visit...and have to come home to recover from the hangover!!!) If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
But you escape here, do you not? Sometimes in death . . . sometimes rebirth. And there are always bars . . . to look at or to look through. "As soon as the generals and the politicos can predict the motions of your mind, lose it." Wendell Berry |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
take me Bacchus to the time, grapes and lutes and fluid rhyme! Bacchus up, the mirror said, danced reflections in our head! hey, serene-one... this pome was greek!! er, i mean , GRAPE!... er... wait... i mean.... GREAT!! geesh.. *sigh* enjoyed it much, harpo |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Oh, the Bacchus days. I remember having someone peel grapes for me once....a long, long, long time ago. (I wonder where he is today???) And then of course, the wine (or whine) of love would flow. [This message has been edited by Midnitesun (edited 10-20-2001).] |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Wow lil one...have I ever missed your writing...this is wonderful |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* again love flows from your pen....your craving for bacchus days paints a picture of love and desire. Very well done. I love it.  Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Such simple, sweet love fills your beautiful heart! I love the Bacchus days, and love the whimsical surreal feel of it! (smiles) Your golden heart lights with true love, sweet Karen! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet serenity, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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The Lady of Shallot Senior Member
since 2001-10-03
Posts 818USA |
very intriguing write!  -befriend yourself and you will never be alone- |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
the grapes of. . . well, you know. . . I've never had days like these. . . perhaps someday. . . --------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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