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Rhythmic Synchronicity
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Miss T. Eyed Junior Member
since 2002-05-26
Posts 47 |
This poem is one of those crazy ones, that kind of write themselves, and you sit back and wonder, is it real, or just a mind out of control and lacking the ability to know better? I'll let you all be the judge and jury on this one. Please don't sentence me to execution though.  Rhythmic Synchronicity Spoiled and measured for a variety of personality flairs, Take a glass of calamity, look and find the final despairs. A world in benign silence awaits your placid treat of woe, Windows see another view of you, rising above the bellow. Dancing while your serenade is still being delicately written, A waltz, two stepped together with eternity’s eyes all smitten. Castling aged restriction beyond a feather of wisdoms vitality, Destined grip reaping monotones pleasantly filled with reality. Into a winery of concordance, a seal of diligence is perfected, Within eyes of silver lit diamonds a séance of love detected. Boiling targets of regret, a bonnet of resource spilled upon, A glaze of integrity laced, realm of distinguishing spawn. Hands of bypassed analogies caress tendrils of intensity, Lucid hearts aflame portraying rhythmic synchronicity. [This message has been edited by Miss T. Eyed (06-05-2002 12:40 AM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Hands of bypassed analogies caress tendrils of intensity, Lucid hearts aflame portraying rhythmic synchronicity." I think there is a lot going on here, but I'll have to come back and read it again. I like the flow of the words, and the imagery of hearts aflame, in synchronicity. |
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