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Bringing Chills To Foundlings
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Bringing Chills To Foundlings |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Bringing Chills To Foundlings Stirring incantations shake within the bellow of the wind Gripping at the moss blown hills, sheering off the carpet thinned Ever present in the green, another farther down and sight unseen What passes by the fulcrum of the soul, mixed in auburn nights Extreme held heights, a flicker now in lantern lights Calm The funnels caused of charms sent rampant to the arms of patient wait Pent up tears articulate another moment nears as clippers variegate And swirl about the shadows in and out, to lay at last in silent wait And bring, the noble sides of every cherished thing, on winds that roar To touch the ceiling glass, and shatter what may pass along the floor The leaves and stays of mystic ways, per chance to dream of different days The undiscovered country, smitten in the kiss of fierce November sundry In sting, velocities that prompt forbidden curiosities and settles still in final generosities Wind Copyright Kkh 11/12/03 |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
The funnels caused of charms sent rampant to the arms of patient wait Pent up tears articulate another moment nears as clippers variegate And swirl about the shadows in and out, to lay at last in silent wait Oh, I love the way you write! Library bound this beauty is! hugs, Chris |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Wind is a sacred country that's always at war, yet peacefully! (kiss on cheek) In a war to tempt every mortal's heart with magic and sweep them off their feet in pursuing greater magic, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Kathleen, 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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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
And bring, the noble sides of every cherished thing, on winds that roar To touch the ceiling glass, and shatter what may pass along the floor The leaves and stays of mystic ways, per chance to dream of different days You always make my heart soar, and my eyes water a little bit more. This, I will sleep on, like a lullabye~ Thank you for moving me the way you do, Kathleen~ |
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