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Ecclesiastese |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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I know there be a mockery I know there are concerns of bleed-- I know there is a debt of me-- I see things that no one sees. I feel the piercing of my tongue-- chains of pain to keep me young-- as if a hole be part of me as metal strikes a chord of free. Hunger--is an open wound striking harmonies in tune rolling ball upon my tongue assurance of the only one individuality recognizing spark of me silver ball and hoop in nose and all the love I thought supposed yes Ecclesiastese and all the words I speak--in whole-- a yearn-- a burn of love-- in need. All earth turned in dig of hole a shovelful of "bury me." |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I can't say I understand this one, but it certainly has a fascinating tumble of rhythm. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SweetSerenity~ I SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO understand you ... Hmmmmmm .... reflections ?  'individuality recognizing spark of me silver ball and hoop in nose and all the love I thought supposed yes Ecclesiastese Love n' huggers~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Yep, the teacher is still asking questions and still sinking through six feet of dirt. I love this, Sen. Mike |
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