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Staring Through The Sun
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Staring Through The Sun |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 Staring Through The Sun By: Noah Eaton 4/7/03 Baby-blue-eyes How your sun shined Through the corner of your mind From your cradle your laughter gleamed Condescendingly Like a campfire girl or cygnet All the time felt like the Feast of Lights You picked your mother pansies Had puppet shows and hootenannies Dancing with your grandpa Taught you how to two-step In your premature prom-dress Tugged his arm to start all over again Now every time I see your face It feels like staring through the sun But August forgets the embers June can’t remember their floodlights Now every time I see you I always feel the sunburn on the back of my neck In this fools paradise summer The heat index can spark a train wreck You were a bacchanalian prophet behind a lemonade stand You wore stoic eyes behind your sedilia While flying kites build castles in the sand I remember you pulling the lamp cover over your head And danced to songs by Hootie & The Blowfish If I had one wish I’d wish We could again live times like this Now every time I see your face It feels like staring through the sun But August forgets the embers June can’t remember their floodlights Now every time I see you I always feel the sunburn on the back of my neck In this fools paradise summer The heat index can spark a train wreck Now you feel like some wife of Richard Roe Sometimes wishing you were sedated Chaining yourself like some slave dealers protégée Pre-empted in mines of bloody diamonds Your blessings feel like bachelor’s buttons Late in their perennial bloom You hide the scars behind a babushka You wear through every napalm afternoon… Now every time I see your face It feels like staring through the sun But August forgets the embers June can’t remember their floodlights Now every time I see you I always feel the sunburn on the back of my neck In this fools paradise summer The heat index can spark a train wreck I can't see nothing through this sunglare In this fools paradise summer I can't see nothing through this sunglare In this fools paradise summer I can't see nothing through this sunglare In this fools paradise summer I can't see nothing through this sunglare In this fools paradise summer...  "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (04-07-2003 08:41 PM).] |
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Starsfalling Member
since 2003-03-18
Posts 94some where deep in the shadows |
wow... damn good geez im lost for words great job -lance There is no peace among the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter and the laughter of thirsting gods |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
good write  |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Noah - what a write... BC |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
"Your blessings feel like bachelor’s buttons Late in their perennial bloom You hide the scars behind a babushka You wear through every napalm afternoon…" Sometimes your lines have a way of blowing me away |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Wow...this is stunning! Eric |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Noah - Is this a song you have written? It sure would be a wonderful one. Awesome. hugs, Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Noah I really loved this and I'm a big fan of Hootie & The Blowfish. Here is a little something for you my friend. "Walk on a rainbow trail, walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over the rainbow trail." Take care........Sue I am in motion |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Really impressive! You stir such a longing for summers as those shown in the Van Gogh paintings ... peaceful, with a fragrance of fullness and intimate joy of being ... Hugs. Margherita  |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Noah, You fly a high kite almost invisible, enjoyed. |
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Spine Grinder Senior Member
since 2000-10-28
Posts 1127Standing In Silence... |
This was awesome. lol I can't find anything else to say about it.  If You Wanna See A Rainbow, You've Gotta Live Through The Rain. And If You Wanna See Through Love, You've Gotta Live Through The Pain. |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Noah, my friend, your poems are so excellent that I sometimes know nothing to say. I will say though, that I love them all. By the way, sometimes people think they have the scars hid, but someone as loving and compassionate as you can see them.....my Gary can, too. Heart Hugs, Ethel |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Oh Noah, I am so glad I stopped to read this. I think it one of your best. So uplifting, insightful, delightful... Really enjoyed this, Hugs, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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