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Duncan
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0 posted 2003-05-25 10:12 PM



Gone now
from city clatter
of brake over train track,
wail of blue strobe
spinning through
any one of a thousand
drunken nights

it is too quiet
here…
against a background
of normalcy

I find no inspiration

as if the number of my days
was overlooked
though purpose has expired

still I walk
and speak
now
without vision
or verse

and know
how it feels
to fade

© Copyright 2003 Duncan - All Rights Reserved
ThisDiamond
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1 posted 2003-05-25 10:15 PM


Life takes on it's own pale meadows, absent from distractions...easily could make us restless...
But between the cornfields, that is where the flora and fauna reside.  We must look to see them. Excellent write. TD

Suetang
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2 posted 2003-05-25 10:19 PM


Hello Duncan

I can relate so well to how you are feeling.  Lately the words just haven't been flowing and I was at a loss to explain why.  It was like a huge part of me went missing but I am glad to say that it seems to have returned and I hope the same happens to you.

Take care......Sue

I am in motion
I am blue
Love is an ocean
I'm anchored in you
- Shawn Mullins

BluesSerenade
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By the Seaside
3 posted 2003-05-25 10:36 PM


I know the feeling, when it seems
we are fading fast and nothing will
ever be the same again.  I guess it's
an age thing, and here I am fading with
the best of them.      

~I assure you, your words never pale~

You got room on that porch of yours?
I need a drink, I'm not picky, I'll
sit on the steps, I wouldn't want to take
your rocker, (unless you fall off)  

Duncan
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4 posted 2003-05-25 10:41 PM


Whacha drinkin'?  And ahhh...fell off my rocker long ago.  
SimplyGold
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5 posted 2003-05-25 10:57 PM


Duncan,

Everyone needs a reprieve in order to be renourished. Even God rested on the the seventh day!

You even write well when you are in the dulldrums..
SG

[This message has been edited by SimplyGold (05-25-2003 10:58 PM).]

Startime55
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6 posted 2003-05-25 11:00 PM


Within your words is vision and emotion...those things will never fade...Silence holds its own beauty...Well done..

BluesSerenade
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7 posted 2003-05-25 11:00 PM


Ok you take the hammock and chill for a while.  I said, I am not picky, I'll have whatever you're having.  Preferably wine, the hard stuff makes me dizzy...and I would hate to trip over myself.  Real women don't fall, they wake up and wonder what in the world was I thinking!  Yank, yank!  
Duncan
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8 posted 2003-05-25 11:24 PM


I'll see your yank...
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Duncan
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9 posted 2003-05-25 11:26 PM


Wine huh?  Do you mind if it's in a beer bottle?

[This message has been edited by Duncan (05-25-2003 11:27 PM).]

BluesSerenade
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By the Seaside
10 posted 2003-05-25 11:43 PM


It depends on the label, I am NOT a cheap drunk mind you.  That was a nice poem, kind of sad though, but you know what they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and looks can be deceiving.  Sometimes what we're seeing isn't really happening at all... and sometimes there is more.  That's when the going gets gooder,  goober!  
Duncan
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11 posted 2003-05-26 12:04 PM


Yeah, it's got a label...
I see we're playing 'Let's confuse the blonde' again.  Translator Aisle 12.

BluesSerenade
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By the Seaside
12 posted 2003-05-26 12:11 PM


Figured you weren't bottling your own,  I'm talking about the label, clueless one.     Get your own damn translator, I have moved on from isle 12.  But I won't check out just yet, I'm still shopping for something good to bring to the porch.     *wink*  

passing shadows
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displaced
13 posted 2003-05-26 02:33 AM


what an ending!
Sunshine
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14 posted 2003-05-26 07:04 AM



Those are some pretty vast cornfields to get you to fade so quickly...you've got to quit watching Field of Dreams...and build one of your own, so we can come [and watch you sit on the porch with the poet people!]

Kit McCallum
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15 posted 2003-05-26 07:27 AM


This is a powerful piece, Duncan. You've captured the mood and feel of an emptiness here, that really came through in these sentiments. Excellent writing.

Best wishes,
/Kit

Enchantress
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Canada eh.
16 posted 2003-05-26 08:51 AM



Damn you're good....

Earth Angel
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17 posted 2003-05-26 09:38 AM


Just read all of your replies and that is the sum total of what mine is! I especially love the Bluesy ones!

Healing hugs and an understanding smile,
EA

Janet Marie
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18 posted 2003-05-26 10:09 AM


still I walk
and speak
now
without vision
or verse

and know
how it feels
to fade
===================

SO then what are these????
reads like poetry to me ...
damn fine poetrt...
so the muse is melancholy...not mute...
I can live with that...how bout you?
Besides..ya have to write once in awhile or the Capt will call ya a slacker

good to read your signature succinct again Dunc..bout time ya got off the porch...
as for those cornfields?
I keep telling ya...if ya want inspiration..ya gotta go to the beach heh

Darkness cannot drive out darkness ... only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate ... only love can do that.
MLK

Midnitesun
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Gaia
19 posted 2003-05-26 07:52 PM


hey, porch puppy!
you roasting those ears today?

snowpants
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20 posted 2003-05-27 03:34 AM


"it is too quiet
here…
against a background
of normalcy"

oh how I know that feeling all too well these days...very cool words...

"as if the number of my days
was overlooked
though purpose has expired"

some days it just seems that way, doesn't it???  love those lines too...enjoyed the read...

oh?  and yeah, what JM said...beach beach beach!!  all the way.........ain't gonna find 'em in the cornfields, that's fer sher....I'm finding that out all too harshly these days......ok, that's it...heh

did I mention, GREAT WRITE.......

just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our persian we call cajun on a wednesday...

Cpat Hair
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21 posted 2003-05-27 07:38 AM


nice work Dunc... somehow I don't see you fading, but then again I do so know the feeling that you are.

Nice to see you write something again.


A Whisper's Caress
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22 posted 2003-05-28 11:52 AM


Oh My!!!! Duncan, you take a lady's breath away......

ever deep...runs
the wishing well
for fairytale illusions

garysgirl
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23 posted 2003-05-28 12:29 PM



and know
how it feels
to fade



Duncan, Duncan, Duncan.......

Now where in the world is this coming from? YOU  ARE  NOT  FADING!!!!!!

My friend, you are a very big part of this home of ours here at Passions In Poetry and we sure do miss you when you aren't here.

But, you know what? I understand about being away from the city. When I first moved out here to the country the quietness  was so loud it deafened me...or I thought it did. But now, driving to visit my parents in the city makes me nervous.

Heart hugs to you, my friend  
Ethel

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