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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Wandering aimlessly, down a cobblestone walkway Muted shadows celebrate, under my feet, their odor of elixir accompany My mind drifting in reverse, like a bus screeching to a stop A pass-key would shut down all circuits stifling backup Engines hum as if focusing, briefly for a moment On a pregnable threshold, seething and weak-kneed Paintings overstuffed, surrendered uncanny abilities To sense, what a switch of total impossibilities Unbreakable indentations, absurdly dancing erasures Monitoring records, turned wildly into a three-ring circus Silently, my auxiliary power, outlining thought Such matters at hand, became more quizzically focused Nothing suffices an image behind closed doors When all sublevels and escape routes are entirely sealed Reckless abandonment sifts aloof through the hours Nervously in the direction of a trapdoor of powers Into a lighted endless cave, igniting one fiery meltdown Rising to treacherous levels, finding myself facedown Extremely confused & running from advanced mutations Of all that was ordered, infecting my chromosomes Stunned and speechless I stood, with a puzzled smiling shalom I gambled with books, sparing no expense Not to mention, purging supple concrete religions While cleaning out files and occasionally wandering back My fingers groped for any proof of white divine fabric While spilling their guts, Masters withered, moaning in panic Then, in the confines of cascading escorted thoughts I ripped of my negligee, accepting warm smiles which approached Reaching down within the unlaced confines, abruptly realizing Having children was a woman’s sacred identity & seed I pounded at the glass wall, until an apparition left me in We communed together, expelling all secret mental missions Faint strains of classical music filled the room with a pause When, from somewhere a Shaman whispered, “Que Bebe Usted? “Cranberry with a splash of Smirnoff”, I replied like a purebred Despite traffic, the scent of Seville oranges leaped around I was certain it was twilight, but in the yellow pages I found Right there like truth dreaming, day was yawning without a sound All bright and blinding a Madonna singing her song After a long pause I happily pondered my next move When her voice leaped from nowhere shouting, “Girlfriend get in the groove”! So, I decided to learn how to fly my own plane Galvanizing any confusion or cutting edge unexplained I gradually decelerate misguided waves To the invisible corridors of a grand mathematician With a mysterious code and the ability to paint colors living Awesome, how things change from one day to another Held hostage at gunpoint by demons quit stellar Betrayed on all sides, struggling for country and existence In the end, fighting for the of the man whom I worship |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ It is a paradox, is it not.  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
(chuckling).... now that..was a mouth full. you wrapped me around and then over, in and out, and back again to some ending that in the true end..was perhaps nothing but the beginning .... hop on the ride again??? you do seem to have a way..of turning words and phrases ... wish I was smart enough to truly get all you are saying sometimes... comes from me..having a simple mind.... |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
terrific penning of a excellent read,,, |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Thanks so much to all of you for taking the time to read and comment. This poem is speaking of life's religions, and how we've been deceived...and the importance of our faith, respect, honor, to ourselves, and to God/the Gods and to the one person in this world who is always by our side...our spiritual self/God. and that right I will fight for until my last breath. Even if in silence, that is something that no one can ever take away, and what also made our Great Masters Great! Never stop writing and creating, b/c your voices are so important, brilliant and significantly needed. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
PS...oh, and Cap, simple mind indeed!? Who are you trying to kid? Your brilliant! Thank you though, for being kind and humble. Smiles and hugs. |
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