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A Mote to Cross
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A Mote to Cross |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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A Mote to Cross There is a mote my mind would cross Brackish water and gray of dross It flows around a castles wall That rises black and endless tall. It is a phantom of my past A spirit born in freedoms cast A freedom only youth could spend A freedom thoughtless of its end It taunts me in its web and sigh And haunts me in its very lie. It plays upon a stage conceived The answer of a rage believed. The billing is alike each night And plays until the sight of light The dialogue remains the same And stings me with its whips of shame. How long live the dogs of store? I could not stand forevermore. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
you too? good morning, top of the sunday to you, i see im the lucky one to christen your sparkling page of white today  |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It seems to me the bill of play escapes the light of early day, the marquee by night in light shadows early thoughts of bright... but the moon hangs great in wait, so you may cross yon castle's gate, entering into one more fantasy, where all is as it should be... |
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Sunkissed Senior Member
since 2002-12-03
Posts 610 |
Ditto Sunshine! Enjoyed as always! Sunkissed. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh Sy!! Much enjoyed this mornings read! Chai tea today....kettles on! ~Morning hugs, Nancy~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
In that castle is kept a martyred maiden fair... with flowing tresses of glowing golden hair. Held against her will by dragons deed ... captive to his bleed of greed and need. Each night on silvered star light, she has just one wish ... to be swept in sway by her poetic prince's cadenced kiss. For you see ... 'tis only he whom can set her fancy free ... only he holds the key of both she and the dragon's destiny. Will he cross the metered mote of his mind and pen her a venial verse ... with gifted quill of rhyme, a dragon redefined would free her from this curse. ~~ LOL...so far to go for so little... tis much too early to rhyme  not too early for tea and winkies tho     |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Good morning, Mr. T! You have peaked my interest--once again! I am wondering what that mote might be! Beautifully written, dear Sonneteer! Love & Light, EA |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
inkedgoddess And to you I say, top of the morning today. Sunshine That is true, that is true for my love is you. Sunkissed And ditto to you. LOL Nancy, Chai tea would be devine, hugs JM, Valentine I tried to write a valentine. To weigh the phantom that is mine. And Randy blew his firelight Throughout the dark and lonely night But spirits would not stay the cage. Of light on white upon the page For ecstasy is much to light To stay upon a page of write It hovered just beyond the state And much too fragile in its wait It stays within a mind of care And will not form in self-aware. So I am left a simple write With simple words for your delight Like would you be my valentine Without the weight of pure sublime It is a funny valentine And only says will you be mine. WWRS |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Earth Angel I can only say, a mote, is a mote, is a mote. That is all I can quote, |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Seymour - good morning to you, liked your write... BC |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Bill, Thank you for your time and read. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
OK..so the moth was wrong...LOL Tis apparently never too early to rhyme ... not when the poet's pen is deemed divine. Thy Valetine is sweeter than fine wine ... sways a moth in sighs and sequesters sublime. To the cadenced query of "will you be mine?" of what you wish ... was yours all the time. *winkiewinkie*  |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
'It taunts me in its web and sigh And haunts me in its very lie. It plays upon a stage conceived The answer of a rage believed. The billing is alike each night And plays until the sight of light The dialogue remains the same And stings me with its whips of shame.' Wow Sy. Waking up to a blizzard and this somewhat unsettling write...is it too late to go back to bed???  |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Now, friend, just when could our sweet Mr. Seymour NOT rhyme just absolutely perfectly??....  . . BTW, when are you going to enter a book submission????? . . We all love you, Seymour, and look forward to you every morning..... Hugs to you from Ethel |
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Jason Lyle Senior Member
since 2003-02-07
Posts 1438With my darkling |
"applause" |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Duncan Never too late to catch a few zzzzzzzzz, thank you. JM, Thank you Tink and I wink at your wink. WWRS Ethel Hugs back and maybe soon. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good stuff! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
passing shadows Thank you for the good stuff. |
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