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Burial Plans (no one died) |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Cracked wind whines Around corners And the world white, Mists in icy drift. February is cruel. Scratching gouges Out of days her nights seep in Turning grey A weak sky And all that rise Find delineating lines Blurred in frost She would own you in death Touching frigid fingers On pale skin until She stole warmth of heart When I die Do not bury me in Winter Burn me to ash And let me laugh last At her |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I love this.  |
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SEA 
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since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"She would own you in death Touching frigid fingers On pale skin until She stole warmth of heart When I die Do not bury me in Winter Burn me to ash And let me laugh last At her" this... is excellent  |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
One huge bonfire. We promise. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (sigh) Oh Ron, I think February is meant to be a time of struggling, to get through the cold and prove you can rise from the ashes, so really to become silt at one point teaches you to surmount all else! (big hugggsssss) This is marvelous, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ron, 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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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Love this!! Especially the last stanza! *Smiling here* ~Hugs~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome Cold hands means a warm heart |
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seven_conscious Junior Member
since 2003-01-27
Posts 33 |
very cool btw, i hate winter too... |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
This made me think of Robert Frost's poem "fire and Ice" I like it alot! Always, Alyssa - And so it was that time stood still - (blink, breathe, stand, fight) [This message has been edited by GG (02-06-2003 06:01 PM).] |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
Clever, witty, and the down-right-bone-chillin' truth! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Ha, I think you plan to return as the proverbial Phoenix. |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
"February is cruel. Scratching gouges Out of days her nights seep in Turning grey A weak sky" Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....enjoyed!!!!! "And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me...And something started in my soul." |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
'February is cruel. Scratching gouges Out of days her nights seep in Turning grey A weak sky ………. When I die Do not bury me in Winter Burn me to ash And let me laugh last At her' Great verses Ron. The poem seemed to sum up the winter this year. And some of the interesting places your muse went with it. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wonderful! I love your thoughts! |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Indeed - We'll make it a Passionate one... |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Excellent expression, Ron! I love it! |
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