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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Popinjay At times I feel a popinjay In a supercilious way For spreading sage upon the bread Of saying things that I have said Who really knows the truth of things? Or hears the song another sings. Each melody a song of one And will not stop until it’s done. In fact I’ve trouble with my own I hear it in a monotone. And often send it to the sky To paint it like a butterfly There, it hears a hum of views Whispered in the wind in hues That washes me in gyres suds To bubble off the mires mud. So do not try to rein the band We are the music draining sand.  Hey, Toerag! Finally found your pic! [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (09-04-2002 09:24 AM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I waited up for you-- and it's always worth it, but for this line? "we are the music draining sand" oh, my sy? SIGH... g'mornin' or g'nite...(depends on if you've slept)  YOU. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
What a lovely way to wake up…I’m hearing the birds singing along with you Sy. I for one, would never try to rein the band, for we all have something to say. And the more voices that surround us, the more beautiful is the melody. You can never win or lose |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ Good morning, sir~ I'm voting with Serenity ....  'We are the music draining sand.' What a wonderful day to head for the sandbox~ Love ya'  *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
What great words of poetry Sung with perfect melody Can you add some harmony? |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"Who really knows the truth of things?"-----------You do!! Linda |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Good Morning Sy!! OH I love this one!! And my favourite line of course... "We are the music draining sand." Enjoyed...enjoyed!! ~Morning hugs~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Smiling, smiling, smiling.... going off to go build sand castles now... |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Seymour - thankyou once again for morning smiles and sighs. Chris  p.s. love Toerag's pic!  Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Serenity,  love you too.Tracey, Your right, Marge, Your vote is counted, Toe, You mean you can sing too? PS. You don't take many pictures but I did manage to find one. Earth Angel, Not really but thank you Linda. Enchantress, Good morning and hugs back. Sunshine, I'll meet you in the sand box. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Chris, Thank you and toe's pictures are hard to find. |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sy "Who really knows the truth of things? Or hears the song another sings." If anyone does, you do...or close enough to inspire as you always do. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
At times I feel a popinjay In a supercilious way For spreading sage upon the bread Of saying things that I have said =============================== There, it hears a hum of views Whispered in the wind in hues That washes me in gyres suds To bubble off the mires mud. So do not try to rein the band We are the music draining sand. ====================================== Randy is the popinjay-- You're the poet with all the right words to say. I say when ya got it flaunt it...strut your stuff Let that dragon roar...huff and puff. You, my poet prophet, could never be supercilious You speak the truth each morn in poetic punctilious I feast upon your rhyme's spread on wisdom's bread the wisest words these mothy eyes have ever read I like my poets and toast with lots of crust *L* your sage upon the page shall never turn to dust ~~~~~ That washes me in gyres suds To bubble off the mires mud. yer so cool  *ww*  |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
can't recall what a popinjay is, but you're feeling as if you're one, then it must be a good fun kinda thing/being enjoyed this poem and all the comments, too! Toerag's an adorable creature, I certainly wouldn't have thought him to be that blue, but that mischeviously looking, YES! Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Thank you for the picture of Toe. Now for sure, I won't be confusing him with RLbaba! RLbaba is the better looking one! hehehe! Linda |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, You are better then candy. JM, Your answering poetry is wonderful. And this crusty old poet loves it. WWRS VAS, Thank you sweet, enjoyed your reply. Old Toe don't take many pictures ya no. LOL Earth Angel, Thanks for the candid reply. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(giggles in delight) Awwwwwwww, that Smurf-like creature is so cute, ooohhhhh...who has cute little bubble toes? (smiles) Couldn't help myself, this is wonderful, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Seymour, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Thank you Noah for the read and bump. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
I never saw a popinjay for one who knew would always say as for the gyre's ire you may leave me reeling any day your words of grace can lift me high and leave me with a taste for Sy. Keth Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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