Open Poetry #30 |
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Tumblewood 3 - regurgated ideas of things that stay in your mind |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I look over my shoulder There is my women I look ahead, sand Beneath me, the one thing I trust My horse My guns sit silent now And I ride on The colour of green and yellow is the town At least the wind has no bias It just blows Tumbleweed I need to get out to the honesty of the land And let my heart take it's time |
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muted![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
well, when ya get back in town...we'll have a whiskey waiting for ya! "westerns" are *awesome* ![]() the call of the land can seem so inviting |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I actually stood in a girlie bar in Manila drinking red wine No I didn't enjoy the women I did however try to negotiate the point in the floor at which different manager ladies took over dave |
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since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
I need to get out to the honesty of the land And let my heart take it's time'''' a wonderful ending....nicely done....with wonderful images... ~*~ |
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