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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Arts & Fire As the vocalist strives to grow then round the bridge from raw and raunchy, fooling around before they try, then sing that sound in search of a soul and you know it when your spine tingles then they are the ones who can play an octave as if it were a ladder hung over their heads on a school ground again, and somersault the air ~*~ As he, or she, touches their own musical instrument, their connection to sound, it is from ear, and bone, inside out and almost, upside down and you know it when your spine tingles then you hear one’s birth in earth, as time is resonant to heat of the heart, and blood bubbles in syncopated stimulation and a tap of foot returns to earth ~*~ Then…there is the one who picks up a quill, hesitantly, then, with a vigor, a need, who hears the song of tempo beating the earth’s drum and you know it when your spine tingles this, is the art of the poet, who aligns the song to an instrument then sometimes, with no coronet nor guitar, let alone a trill of key, be it brass, or ivory, need be. ~*~ This art of fine tuning a song, or a note, or a line, once wrote, is never wasted upon those, who consume the fire. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
No, my fellow poet friend...it is never wasted...and yes, the spine does tingle.. and sometimes even the hand shakes a bit or a tear wells in an eye...before the sound of a soft yearning sigh... No, never wasted... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Karilea~ Yeppers ... it's JUST LIKE THAT~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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wandering glider Senior Member
since 2001-04-04
Posts 501aloft |
A most curious title . . . drew me to the flame. The art and the work of it. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Every element of a poets voice means something and has its own significance, and in time one can discover just what each pitch, each cadence signifies! (big hugggsssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, this is true white art, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karilea, 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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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
bowing to you.... I have strived to say this... and now I don't have to this was a struckbell hum thank you Kari |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
agreeing with Barry |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Oh my!! Oh myyyy...now this is what I want you to teach me ..SEE? Love this...you seem to effortlessly put into words exactly want I strive so hard to say. Beautifully penned. Hugs~Hip-Sis |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
In awe I stare at lighted screen, And feel the tingle of painted scene. A sketch so telling of your mien gives out support on which I lean. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Oh, you poet you! This is one of the best! Not just one of your best One of THE best. Wow! |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"sing that sound in search of a soul and you know it when your spine tingles" (yes!) "and blood bubbles in syncopated stimulation" "This art of fine tuning a song, or a note, or a line, once wrote, is never wasted upon those, who consume the fire." whoa! This is so creative, and so dead on it....the poetry is the music of the writer! LOVED this!!!  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Then…there is the one who picks up a quill, hesitantly, then, with a vigor, a need, who hears the song of tempo beating the earth’s drum and you know it when your spine tingles this, is the art of the poet, who aligns the song to an instrument then sometimes, with no coronet nor guitar, let alone a trill of key, be it brass, or ivory, need be. ~*~ This art of fine tuning a song, or a note, or a line, once wrote, is never wasted upon those, who consume the fire. ===================== and as you know by my reaction and reply to your last couple ... your poetry is more than capable of evoking those tingles... and day in and out you consistantly write at a level that serves proof to the talent you possess. You make your own kinda music on your own kind of keys... Play it again Sun  |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
It's never wasted. It spreads joy like ripple on calm water. believe in what your heart feels... |
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Patricia Member Elite
since 2003-04-06
Posts 2160Missouri |
If this wasn't the most appropriate of reads this morning...well, my God, Karilea! And, lady, my spine did tingle. Incredible...just incredible. Patricia |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, yes... that spine tingle... when we mere mortals know heaven for a moment. *S* Excellent work, Sunshine!!! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea...You play wonderful music! |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
Awww how beautiful penned, and it made me feel how much I miss writing. Glad I walked in to read this beauty Karilea. Btw. I love your picture which shows a lovely grandmother with her adorable grandchild. Charisma |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Ouch on the wrote, but Hallelujah on the writing -- and the message! This art of fine tuning a song, or a note, or a line, once wrote, is never wasted upon those, who consume the fire. You are so very right, and the image so very apropos. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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