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And a dandelion grows. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Trigger pawing hoof to dust a one trick pony made to yoke there are just too many things drawn in prophecy and thrust of the edge to tarry still-- there is just too much of me straining on the leash... I took a stroll on broken road sidewalks still need care--- once upon omniscient twice with nothing waiting there. A foot is just another step and sometimes steps are but a snare-- I used to know the ways of bloom-- I used to squeeze a bulb to bare a flower premature. I walked islands in the street calling corners widdershins-- I took the kneepads off belief that I had come home again thinking that for suffering surely surely I was saved. Sighs denying hand in clasp biting like the little tramp purse tails dangle fringe in tease let me please oh let me please concentate on this. Shock of elbow and the knees knowledge gaveled home to me "Yes he's done this thing before" I watch the halo of streetlamp moths and those annoying gnats thinking thinking sweet nothing but needing to fly anyhow. silence just before a note it is the thing that causes pain-- it is the beckoning in sky it is the heavy smell of rain that no longer is avoid... The traces of the wings of bird-- pecking at the leaves of tree chattering like family hidden by the cross-hair sheathed shimmy shaking unaware. I have bits of fuschia on my nails where I forgot that this might be all I've got in a suitcase marked "Sunbeam." A pinkness clasping memory... this is stark reality of a touch industrial just a bit of camp against the dust in bite of whistle wheel. And a dandelion grows in bend-- she's waiting...for the breeze. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (10-04-2003 05:14 AM).] |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
I took the kneepads off belief that I had come home again thinking that for suffering surely surely I was saved ...... |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
The traces of the wings of bird-- pecking at the leaves of tree chattering like family hidden by the cross-hair sheathed shimmy shaking unaware. brilliant stanza K I was that bird . . . xxoo |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Karen...so much going on in this... I've read it several times now, and each time I've seen something that I hadn't seen the time before...and the picture becomes more clear... and the emotion...that much stronger... This, in particular, really grabbed me... _____________ "A foot is just another step and sometimes steps are but a snare-- I used to know the ways of bloom-- I used to squeeze a bulb to bare a flower premature. I walked islands in the street calling corners widdershins-- I took the kneepads off belief that I had come home again thinking that for suffering surely surely I was saved." _____________ These words touch deep... You know I love this...and love YOU... Hugs, you...  When the power of love overcomes the |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I took the kneepads off belief.....Now there's a classic line if I ever read one. You're too deep for an old dummy like me Celeste but I sure love the images you conjure up! Eric The best teachers have the biggest ears |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
A pinkness clasping memory... this is stark reality of a touch industrial just a bit of camp against the dust in bite of whistle wheel. And a dandelion grows in bend-- she's waiting...for the breeze. ~*~ As Vicky said...so much going on in here... I like peeking inside your mind...  |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
And a dandelion grows in bend-- she's waiting...for the breeze. I must keep it! And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots!" |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
most beautious poem my deer really tricked out lines dudette wowzers! |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
silence just before a note it is the thing that causes pain-- it is the beckoning in sky it is the heavy smell of rain that no longer is avoid... Yes, Karen...yes! |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"I took a stroll on broken road sidewalks still need care--- once upon omniscient twice with nothing waiting there. A foot is just another step and sometimes steps are but a snare-- I used to know the ways of bloom-- I used to squeeze a bulb to bare a flower premature." Honestly K? I rarely know what to respond to your writing. But it so often finds something in me that I'd misplaced. I'd love to visit the inside of your head sometime. (Wouldn't wanna take up residence, just a cup of coffee or two). Anyone told ya lately that you rock K babes?!?!  |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I don't know what to say Luscious, but you collapse me. Keeping this. Maree  fate is not just |
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Logan Senior Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 1641Arkansas |
I used to know the ways of bloom-- I used to squeeze a bulb to bare a flower premature. Ahh, gentle one, then time again to smell the fragrance of the new flower, for from the ground it reaches out to the sun and smiles...very gentle smile |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
shaking my head and grinning at the "K Babes"--been called MANY things, but I'm fairly certain that one is a first Dunc! (Do you wear mirror shades by any chance?) It sounds good coming from you, tho! Can I call you "pp" (short for porch puppy?) wicked grins and hugs... and thanks to all, I love dandelions, they pop up in the most impossible places, enticing us all with the prospect of wishes granted...(which was kind of the point of me poem) smile. I know. I'm weird. Love you all. and a gentle  to the very gentle Logan too. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
You had me from the title... my family calls them "wish flowers"... and I can no more pass one by than let a star fall without an ooh, an ahh... and a wish. *S* Excellent write! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I thought I had a dandelion for you, but all I have is a dandy lion, for you...  |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
And a dandelion grows in bend-- she's waiting...for the breeze. ...yes... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (smiles) Yay! Oh Karen, this is absolutely beautifully pastoral, sweet friend, you are a true maestro and painter of words and you make everything seem impressionable! (kiss on cheek) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Karen, 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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