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What We Aspire To and What We Trap Ourselves In (late bsquirrel challenge)
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL 
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Using the challenge "tired dribblings from a cracked pen" Umm...I personally think this got better at the end. lol..seems like the fountain finally opened up then. *sigh* More of a thoughtful think on writing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We are poets in the full wrap of ramble setting aside caution to whip the world with a passion and desire to create. There is a desire to see emotions on fire when our words applied in all the right aspects of life take effect. but there is the sin of sitting too long pondering too far out going the distance so far that we seem to forget not only do we owe it to ourselves to be raw to be unburdened but we owe it to our readers to be captivating creating new realms of thought dreaming of new and inspiring ways to feel what is around us. We get trapped by self indulgent ‘feeling parties’ and our emotions drip like liquid from broken coffee makers. They become tired dribblings from a cracked pen that thinks so slowly we scarce realize we are sluggishly drained until our feet are stuck in the mud of the shallow end. We were staring too long. We were standing in one place too long and we loose the strength of our inspirations that way. "two hearts will build the foundation for one point of light |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"There is a desire to see emotions on fire when our words applied in all the right aspects of life take effect. " love this part,. great write!!  |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
WHERETHEHECK have you BEEN?? Thanks, Sea. "two hearts will build the foundation for one point of light |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
pretty high standards... not sure I can live up them at all.... but a very nice way to meet mike's challenge! |
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Moonlight Romeo
since 2001-09-10
Posts 982The heart of you |
Yes, we must do this for the reader. We must take them away to that new place. Thank you. What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
smiles Jenn--I don't put all that much thought into it (not consciously) but EDITING? I've been known to edit myself to death...loved your spin on this'n... (and? keeping one eye on Lili too  ) |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Temptress Well done and clever write. amen, enjoyed. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
An inspiring write -- a great way to say "Get your head out of your butt, and into the clouds." That's what poetry should do. This does. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 BRAVO!!! Oh Jennifer, this is so very true, I think that is the magic of poetry, we can go and be nomadic and go from one place to another all the time, and when we feel our ankles are sore then our pen is cracked, but neverthless there is always that second wind drawing in! (big hugggsssss) This is marvelous, sweet friend, I LOVE IT, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Jennifer, 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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