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Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

0 posted 2002-04-01 05:06 PM

I’ve somehow become dependant
On all exceptions to the rule,
Normalcy twisted with convention
I’ve fallen hard, sometimes to honesty
Other times to mystical reality
It happens when my illusions get stripped,
When I see myself as “me”

Darkness falls and the spirits
Are lifted right?
A spiritual unblocking of sorts
A beautiful day; to accompany the
Misery I feel
I might have married you
We were compatible in many ways
Dashing dreams to the left
Flinging hopes to the right
Simple letters
Back and forth of
“How the west was won”
Now that doesn’t make sense to you
But for me, it releases a complexion
I’ve held far too long
Would thoughts of mine explain the mystery?
The ruse of answers, there are none

I am here X

Tossing my emotions around
Trying to figure out
What I am missing
Maybe it’s the sketch of
Nakedness, the truer
Moods of life

Winter will soon set
The clouds will fight the sun
For the skies attention, and
Like a memory,
Whispering colors will stretch
Upon sad seas of music
And landscapes

Remind me how ecstasy feels
Pressed to windows
Remind me how love feels
Pressed to time
Rolling slowly
Down life’s tracks

I will recite tonight

My words to you

It’s not much,

I promise to sing softly,

Will you sit on the
Stool next to me?

Thirsty lips?

Perhaps roses in hand?

I dedicate this to him
Nobody, not even him,
Would call this poetry

(Yet, and, but)

I'll keep writing
Just because

~Greeneyes~

Step through the
barrier of my mind,
enter my soul,
feel my desire,
let my eyes guide you
into th

[This message has been edited by Greeneyes (04-01-2002 07:07 PM).]

Mistletoe Angel

Member Empyrean

since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

1 posted 2002-04-01 05:12 PM

(smiles) Awwwwwwww, I love this, sweet friend, the words we nurture always indeed bear much illusion, but once they are revealed, the results are always enchanting and love is bound to fill your heart! (kiss on cheek) This is gorgeous, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lauren, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

2 posted 2002-04-01 05:13 PM

...Amazing!!...

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

Victoria

Member Ascendant

since 2000-08-12

Posts 5869

3 posted 2002-04-01 05:27 PM

Loved it from beginning to end Lauren..very touching hon..hugss

~Victoria

"If music be the food of love, play on." (William Shakespeare)

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

4 posted 2002-04-01 06:19 PM

Nobody....not even him...would call this
poetry??????

Get real!!!

I think this is awesome poetry!!

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

5 posted 2002-04-01 07:40 PM

hon, it is better than poetry, it is your heart....

and what a beautiful heart it is....

On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free.
~Me~

(I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~Garth)

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

6 posted 2002-04-01 10:05 PM

Don't you ever sell yourself short Lauren~
This my dear is poetry at it's finest.
Reminds me of something I heard once,
"I sure wish I could write like you"

This was outstanding and a pleasure to read.

Larry C

Member Patricius

since 2001-09-10

Posts 10286
United States

7 posted 2002-04-02 10:07 AM

Lauren,
And he obviously lost his good taste. I, on the other hand, recognize good poetry when I see it. I love how you express your feelings. Peace. lc

An excuse has the skin of a reason, is stuffed with lies, and no matter how you cut it, it's still baloney. Dennis Farley

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

8 posted 2002-04-02 01:22 PM

GreenEyes~

'Winter will soon set
The clouds will fight the sun
For the skies attention, and
Like a memory,
Whispering colors will stretch
Upon sad seas of music
And landscapes'

If this isn't poetry ....
I'm stuffed flounder !
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
[email protected]

Charisma

Member Ascendant

since 2000-09-30

Posts 5906
lost in blue pages

9 posted 2002-04-02 01:28 PM

Splendid write with a thread to my library.

((hugs))
Charisma

Interloper

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-06

Posts 8369
Deep in the heart

10 posted 2002-04-02 01:32 PM

Please keep writing. Call it what you will, but PLEASE keep writing!

Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write.

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

11 posted 2002-04-03 10:39 AM

I call it poetry, no doubt. And sadness, and the ache of sitting on that damn fence for so long, waitng for someone to throw you over the side, or pull you back.
I always personalize poems, I probably shouldn't.
Writing beautifully.
Sandra

Opeth
Senior Member

since 2001-12-13

Posts 1543
The Ravines

12 posted 2002-04-03 11:16 AM

"I’ve somehow become dependant
On all exceptions to the rule,
Normalcy twisted with convention
I’ve fallen hard, sometimes to honesty
Other times to mystical reality
It happens when my illusions get stripped,
When I see myself as “me”"

- And who says that honesty is always the best policy? ~ I have found otherwise and quite often so.

Well said. Excellent write.

strbbux
Member Elite

since 2001-12-19

Posts 3859

13 posted 2002-04-03 03:39 PM

Green eyes, I wish you could know how your poetry touches me, I have missed reading it so so much, I have been gone, so busy with life. What a way to come back, I am so glad I am here today for this one. Love it so very much.

floria

Floria

"Alas for those that never sing,
But die with all their music in them"
(Oliver Wendell Holmes)

Interloper

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-06

Posts 8369
Deep in the heart

14 posted 2002-04-04 10:39 AM

Bumping Greeneyed poetry

Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

15 posted 2002-04-04 02:03 PM

Thank you all for the replies and comment, as of late I am venting and this is the only way I know how.....

all be well Much Peace to you....

Interloper~

Thanks for the bump

Lauren~

Step through the
barrier of my mind,
enter my soul,
feel my desire,
let my eyes guide you
into the shadows of my heart

Bill Charles
Member Patricius

since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

16 posted 2002-04-04 05:30 PM

Greeneyes - keep writing, your words are always waiting for me to read...

BC

Mark Bohannan
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-21

Posts 7269
In the winds of Cherokee song

17 posted 2002-04-04 09:36 PM

Trust me when I tell ya ... IT IS poetry just as is the thoughts that fall from your heart into your pen always. Splendid write and very full in it's path to the communication of thought. Well done just as I remember all your works are.

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

18 posted 2002-04-04 10:10 PM

Tossing my emotions around
Trying to figure out
What I am missing
Maybe it’s the sketch of
Nakedness, the truer
Moods of life

LC, couldn't help it...I just love these lines...darn you think like me sometimes....very much so....Hugs

On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free.
~Me~

(I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~Garth)

DarkAngelChelle
Member

since 2001-12-06

Posts 87
Kansas

19 posted 2002-04-04 10:41 PM

If this isn't poetry, then I don't know what is ... they always say that things all depend on your point of view and that everything is always relative ... well, in my eyes, this is pure magic. Putting your pen to the page (or your hands to the keyboard) and letting your emotions flow is the purest form of poetry that I know. Well written ... a breathtaking piece.

~What is cherished most is what must be the hardest fought for.~

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