Open Poetry #21 |
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Teacher |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace ![]() |
Teacher then teach me my colors pale in darken pause and wing to night upon the back of darken prince fly to day awaken haste free my soul once more tasted the feel of silken gloom I’ve dressed in it before but to breathe its air and touch its lips I’m naked in its grasp and if thy name be prince or pauper your silk is still my wrap [This message has been edited by 1slick_lady (07-24-2002 08:41 AM).] |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
mmmm yes ms slick you did this one grand |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Very Nice :-) |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Hi slick, Again another well of verse... BC |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
'...free my soul once more tasted the feel of silken gloom I’ve dressed in it before...' Been there and it's not fun. This was really good and I enjoyed it so much. Hugs, Marti "Even if life is full of thorns, I still embrace it for I know that in between those thorns, there is a rose worth all the pain." |
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Krishankins![]()
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
Smoooothe! I LOVE reading you!! This is what I miss the most! Kris A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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