Open Poetry #29 |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296![]() |
Absorbing the blows, I wait upon some verbal roundhouse Hearing strange & beguiling melodies, I’ve heard periodically, all my life But I never listened…before? Pieces of Sun chip off and sedate me Discounting the cost, not caring how effective or ineffective it might be There’s love knocking into my soul with sturdy fabric So, of course, I opened the door leaving him in? I’m van Gogh, intensely creating new colors Thistledown gases of mathematical cavities Where nothing is fine tuned to the times pouring like red wine Summer nights become nostalgic, worth every moment of rhyme And for once, weeding the crops brought them well nourished Redefined in all hours articulating centuries of sage Hallowed be any depreciation, revealing vibrations of the heart And rich will be another day |
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Mystic One Member
since 2003-09-14
Posts 134 |
Very beautifully written |
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angelblueyes Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2148Oklahoma |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
''i'm Van Gogh intensely creating new colours''...i like this line...creating colours from words..to iluminate the readers minds..and also to bring to the readers the ''senses'' is something poets often overlook..but it is a basic prerequiste..thank you for the words.... Goldenrose. ''Each soul is potentialy divine..the goal is to manifest that divinity'' |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Excellent my dear, you can't miss. ![]() |
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