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With Colors |
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Ladyhawke Member
since 2001-09-01
Posts 86 |
Months of lament Have muted my voice I am blocked With fresh walls, Walls of wet sand Of sod They are the dam That creates the lake That grows ever Deeper within me. Should I find my Speech, I would find Those words. I have, before, fallen Into pitfalls by Vocalization shoveled. What I would say, Could I find the words... They would come with colors. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I like this, Ladyhawke, I like this a lot. Kathleen--(Kay) |
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WRBreezin Member
since 2001-08-04
Posts 212 |
Your words are wealthy in the soul's seeking...greatly enjoyed. Robert Joseph |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed it a lot  |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
WOW!!!!There are words behind the words of this poem...written with very strong emotions. Very powerful. **big hugs** 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 |
  (sigh) Such search of truth and emotion shines in these words, sweet friend, you will find these words and they will shine with colors of joy and promise! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ladyhawke, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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