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| Open Poetry #20 |
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A Time for Silhouettes |
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craigrk Member
since 2001-12-23
Posts 123
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The world is mine now, yet I am quiet, groping, then guided anxiously like a plant to light beyond a dark immediate interlude. The memory of essence past dulls, coagulates, engulfs an urgent void. The senses steeled, catapult, rebound, intensely echo, writhe, melt, absorb a creamy deja-vu. As the Zen poem questions "How does one place a noise?" The world is mine now, quiet I'll remain. |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
Very reflective.  ~sky I'm in charge, and I say question authority! |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Oh Craig, this is wonderful, sweet friend, may the essence of life and spring forever reflect to you and bring serenity and bliss to your heart! (big hugggsssss) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Craig, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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