Open Poetry #22 |
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GOlDsparklESS Member
since 2001-12-13
Posts 428central nj |
I feel like Pluto In aphelion. With love’s ambience ascended Struck and taut I’m strained with the pain of a will Cradled and retained Humility refrains Heaven Nirvana gravity Acknowledges the sanctity Of this wayward, restless homage To be lofty and hoarse Exultation innates A Sea of Faith. Amidst obsidian surmises Constellations unwaver A faint Concerted Ramble. O' to be delivered from the realm of the rational into pure song... |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Nice ramble of very poetic words....enjoyed.. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Enjoyed the read Cold hands means a warm heart |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
dude.. you know what im not even gonna comment on this u know how good it is!! |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
enjoyed following this train of thought. Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood |
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