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serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

0 posted 2002-02-03 05:28 AM

My flute announced
her song on wind
as guitar
strummed gently in
My blues in flounce
of rebel's gin
a dark dogstar--
the witch's grin...

The monks in chant
made good the road,
a song
that rectified the toad...
crickets
sing in rub of leg...
monks in chant
of yesterdays.
Hoods in pull
across the eye
I see no shadows
nor demise;
I see not hint
of path before--
I sing the chant
of evermore...

An elf in symphony
on stump--
myself in timphany
of trump.
slightly jagged
sweetened edge
Blowing sharps
that reek of ledge...
sparking dance
and blowing fire
dragging dust
of our desire.

I sigh to think
that I have been
a pondering of
ink's begin.
and weep to think,
I cannot be,
the truth that
bates inside of me...

Duncan
Member Ascendant

since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

1 posted 2002-02-03 05:33 AM

I sigh to think
that I have been
a pondering of
ink's begin.
and weep to think,
I cannot be,
the truth that
bates inside of me...

I doubt that I understand this the way you've meant it...but I understand it...my way. Could I really ask more at nearly 6:AM?

whiskey

Senior Member

since 1999-12-28

Posts 1278
Australia

2 posted 2002-02-03 06:45 AM

Very Nice indeed , enjoyed it very much

Julie

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2002-02-03 08:06 AM

This floats...

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

4 posted 2002-02-03 10:54 AM

My flute announced
her song on wind
as guitar
strummed gently in
My blues in flounce
of rebel's gin
a dark dogstar--
the witch's grin...
=============================

slightly jagged
sweetened edge
Blowing sharps
that reek of ledge...
sparking dance
and blowing fire
dragging dust
of our desire.

I sigh to think
that I have been
a pondering of
ink's begin.
and weep to think,
I cannot be,
the truth that
bates inside of me...
============================

gaaawwwwd I love the way you write ...
sing your song baby ... be who you are ...
inks begin ... again and again.

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

5 posted 2002-02-03 12:14 PM

(smiles) Ooohhhhhh...again your wonderful words dazzle me, sweet friend, I too can't help but stray from the truth when I write sometimes, instead I find myself daydreaming and helping stir that witches brew! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is wonderful! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karen, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

6 posted 2002-02-03 04:35 PM

I don't understand exactly what you were saying here except the last stanza. But I love the way it spills out, your writing accelerates, as you read it.
Sandra

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