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Greeneyes
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In Your Poetic Mind

0 posted 2002-06-10 10:50 PM


Velvet roses
in boxes;  memories for each one

  I don't sleep
at nights,  not much anymore

Were those    my words?
somewhere   lost

The pen    softly
touching;

  Recalling the shadows
that have stolen peaces of life

Shades of blue hide
  foolish eyes
the smell of orchids
  float in  May air

Searching for meaning
  that linger from the past

Walking through a maze
  of faces  unable to touch
or give thought--
too   any word     I may hold
on the slide   of my tongue


Home is the room which
   absorbs the abandon heart:


gentle dancer

   clocks ticking moments
by as if there were a
   fragile glass menagerie

Tiny fingers of moonlight
   play    the willow trees
the storm of wondering is over

  placing my self here, now --

with out regrets
or guilt

The poem sets
    pouring morning dew
and drifting words    
   in sprinkled petals

Lavender perfection;
of pages I write --
    shaking loose the string
that held me together for so long


   I can wait out the day’s now--
molded by these hands--
fill me again with creation

I stand

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

This will kinda be a series, without a specific
theme.....bear with me...these feelings are new and confusing...but I am working them out....
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I would rather have one breath of his hair,
one kiss of his mouth,
one touch of his hand
than an eternity without it.


[This message has been edited by Greeneyes (06-10-2002 10:54 PM).]

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the_loner_23
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1 posted 2002-06-10 10:52 PM


Beautifully written. I like this one a lot.

Cold hands means a warm heart

Enchantress
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Canada eh.
2 posted 2002-06-10 10:54 PM


Lauren~Your work is so stunning.
The presentation...superb.
Enjoyed so very much.
~hugs~


*Thank you for the email this morning*

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

ThisDiamond
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3 posted 2002-06-10 10:57 PM


These words drift the page like jewels in the night sky. Enjoy your discoveries.
ThisDiamond

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4 posted 2002-06-10 11:05 PM


Your imagery is outstanding....I can see
that you are groping a little bit...But
you have an outstanding start and a solid
foundation...  

GO FOR IT!!!  As Rocky once said...

Larry C
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5 posted 2002-06-10 11:34 PM


Lauren,
=============
the storm of wondering is over

  placing my self here, now --

with out regrets
or guilt
=============

Well...whatever doubt or searching this phrase indicates the answer doesn't lay to far away. As always, I love your poetry.

devina
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Cali
6 posted 2002-06-11 12:07 PM


Tiny fingers of moonlight
   play    the willow trees
the storm of wondering is over


Love this...I'm looking forward to this series girlie...no need to bear with you!!!

Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...



Janet Marie
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7 posted 2002-06-11 01:12 AM


clocks ticking moments
by as if there were a
   fragile glass menagerie

Tiny fingers of moonlight
   play    the willow trees
the storm of wondering is over

  placing my self here, now --

with out regrets
or guilt


The poem sets
    pouring morning dew
and drifting words    
   in sprinkled petals

Lavender perfection;
of pages I write --
    shaking loose the string
that held me together for so long
===========================

I read the first one..then came back to this...(both are hauntingly soulful and classic Lauren exquisite...
and I must disagree...there is most assuredly a "theme" ...
the rediscovery of the parts of you once lost to distance, memories once only found in rewind...now coming full circle to make new memories and fill in the blank spaces with the words sister and brother...family.
heart-hugs dear poetess...
mothyme


ctowen
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8 posted 2002-06-11 02:07 AM


I must agree .... the theme was always present though key characters have just risen.
Time is fragile and heartstrings need tender care to unravel lifes missing "peaces".
Look forward to this series ... and all it has to offer.   ***sss

Gentle Spirit
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9 posted 2002-06-11 06:27 AM


There is no need to bare with you dear one, but rather we shall take the journey with you in friendship as the new experiences bloom for you.  Hugs sweetie.  

Like a red brick,
in a white wall
somebodies brush
forgot to paint...
lonely....(as sung by Tracy Lawrence..)


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The Shores of Alone
10 posted 2002-06-11 09:22 AM


You show much sadness in recent poems, but so much depth and understanding, too.
Beautifuly written.
Sandra

tracie66
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11 posted 2002-06-11 09:48 AM


BRAVO!!!
wonderfully penned, beautifully worded
~HUGS~
Tracie

Love is the life of the soul...
It is the harmony of the universe



Martie
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12 posted 2002-06-11 10:49 AM


Lauren

The patterns are intricate, when you are working with lace, but so beautiful!

TwoHeartsOnePen
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state of determination
13 posted 2002-06-11 01:18 PM


we have found that exploration of emotions is half the fun

lovely

Distance is the prison for our bodies, but no prison could weaken our passion.

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Deep in the heart
14 posted 2002-06-11 01:54 PM


Lauren, I look forward to future installments to see where this goes
I enjoyed the read.

Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write.

Sven
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15 posted 2002-06-11 04:12 PM


there's the sign post up ahead. . .

keep going. . . you'll get there. . .

wonderful as always Lauren. . .

----------------------------------------------------

To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Sunshine
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Listening to every heart
16 posted 2002-06-11 10:07 PM



Work them out, dear,
I feel there are going to be
nuggets of gold in all of your writings...

Balladeer
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17 posted 2002-06-11 10:21 PM


This is beautiful writing, Lauren....I look forward to what is to come...

Excellent work

Kethry
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18 posted 2002-06-11 10:30 PM


Lauren,
if I said wonder-full it would not be enough so I will say instead perfection personified especially these lines

"shaking loose the string
that held me together for so long"

Kethry

Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind.  Unknown



Madame Chipmunk
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19 posted 2002-06-11 10:44 PM


Tiny fingers of moonlight
   play    the willow trees
the storm of wondering is over

This is lovely, Lauren...I can't wait to see the rest.  
I love your new pic

~ loving hugs

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

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20 posted 2002-06-16 04:43 PM


"Lavender perfection;
of pages I write --
    shaking loose the string
that held me together for so long


   I can wait out the day’s now--
molded by these hands--
fill me again with creation

I stand"




(smiles) Wow, I love where this is going, sweet friend, like always your imagery amazes me as I know this will be a fabulous series! (kiss on cheek) This is breathtaking, sweet friend, may creation always bloom in your heart, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lauren, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

JamesMichael
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21 posted 2002-06-16 04:59 PM


Like this...James
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22 posted 2002-06-22 03:53 AM


Greeneyes, your writing here is exquisite and as a matter of fact I've came back twice2nite2read your poem and so here I am letting ya know that this poem is a jewel...
Muaah on cheekz2uPoetFriend...
*~coco~*

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23 posted 2002-06-22 10:00 AM


Lauren, I am so glad that this one came back up to the top.  I don't know how to express this other than to say that you have written your heart dear friend.....
GOD IT'S A BEAUTIFUL HEART.........
Love Ya
You do brighten my world, HUGS

I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~~(Garth)


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24 posted 2002-06-22 11:27 AM


a beautiful poem of emerging feelings - I await the series - this one is great - Paul
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25 posted 2002-06-22 01:32 PM


Yr mind blows my mind. Great job, Lauren. I'll gladly bear with y' for more of this!

She said burn ... together.
-TON

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26 posted 2002-06-22 02:23 PM


GreenEyes~

'Home is the room which
   absorbs the abandon heart'


Delicate weaving~
Weave on Rapunzel~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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27 posted 2002-06-22 08:41 PM


Lauren darling girl, TRULY PERFECTION I love this darling heart, it’s utterly utterly fabulous, it flows with such misty softness like a question waiting to be asked. Your writing is always special, sometime it is especially so, and this is an absolute beauty. The light within streams out to caress the eye and heart of the reader. Truly this is one of your best.

I love it utterly utterly love it. You really do write the most beautiful souls sighs you know? And this is exquisite. A keeper for sure. Thank you


Love and warm stuff
As always
Mushy

Breathe through the heat of our desire
Thy coolness and they balm
Let sense be dumb let flesh retire
Speak through the eathquake wind and fire
Oh

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