Open Poetry #29 |
So and so! |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I tell it so, and so, and so, each to all a different line a present wrapped and sealed from me to you my mind Like dough I knead, stretch, flatten and leave in you to rise attention to the detail you never thought to find. I feel you moving like a snail hidden in a shell you sleep and dream perhaps of other lives my mind can’t ever reach. I tell it so, and so, and so, in there the truth doth lie but seek in garbage old, discarded, and I am doomed to die. I call again my sons to love my hands too weak and old and leave within the spirit world my faith in younger souls. I tell it so, and so, and so, and again this time more so! Helen |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Helen I always appreciate the way you look in between and all around in layers some lost some found. If that makes any sense to you...I have a feeling that it will. Hugs! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Yes, Martie, life is about layers and as we peel each one away, we either laugh or cry or sometimes wish to die but, hey, it's Sunday night when ghouls and goblins walk and talk the talk of other lands until we understand. But, what the hell, let's just get through what's on offer here as best we can. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggsssssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, life peels away like an onion, only some layers taste so much more sweeter and we cry of joy and not just because of the aroma! (sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Helen, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth |
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