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His Book
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His Book |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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His Book many leaves have fallen to bring about this book of life, many leaves have rustled some crushed through ugly strife, many leaves have wandered along a brooking water’s ebb... many leaves have been held fast by a silken spider’s web still he takes each leaf of year, of month, of daily drudge binds them oh so mightily so no year is without budge surrounded in his book of leaves, he’s left no stone unturned, he left behind his grieving, left no bridges burned he left behind his long ago, no grudge will he long bear... wrapped tight in his thought, just so, as all was done with care though he dwelt in love once lost, though not sought, a second one was found he’s covered many a hard won mile... of uneven, blood drenched ground so don’t wonder if you find his book of leaves he left behind and should you find the pages tattered no not that it would matter, but he wrote of you, and you and you for in his heart... you’re captured, and to the winds, you’re scattered. ~*~ 10/01 |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (sigh) Wow, this is powerful imagety, sweet friend, I saw all the leaves scattering through the heartstrings of a storybook like drifting memories, this is excellent and dazzling, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (09-22-2002 08:52 PM).] |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
This sounds like a beautiful book, Karilea... All life is written somewhere, and I think you have just described the book where it has been so lovingly scribed. Thanks for sharing this with us...  ~ loving chipmunk hugsLyra |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Karilea..one day to be able to write as you.. I would feel so blessed. This is breathtaking. ~Hugs dear poetess~ ~ Time has cast a spell on you |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
for in his heart... you’re captured, and to the winds, you’re scattered. Just beautiful Karilea. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
This reminds me of a poem I wrote a while back called Cybil smiled. I think it's in Dark somewhere. Anyway -- let the wind blow these pages into the hands of those who need them. |
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ShadowRider Senior Member
since 2001-07-14
Posts 1038USA |
Karilea, i like the inventiveness of this, alot! Past experience, in faded memories, are a sort of yellowing page. Jeff |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
though he dwelt in love once lost, though not sought, a second one was found he’s covered many a hard won mile... of uneven, blood drenched ground Karilea, for some reason this verse really connects with me at the moment. It's a keeper. Wonderful poem. 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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