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ethome
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since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

0 posted 2004-03-12 06:33 AM

                Between the loving and the pain,
                between the lying and the truth,
                were precious hours we were one,
                short-lived in time, we knew.

                And there upon your skin of flame,
                were crests of dew that I would seek
                to stroke in ways that understand
                the wild desire and shame we'd reap.

                Yet to my heart throb of the time
                the winds of swaying love did cry
                and all my gaurded walls were stormed
                when I looked into your knowing eyes.

                And when my fortress lust did fall
                I felt the churning after rain
                that sanctioned my cold lonely world
                with tears of sorrow to remain.

                My nights seem void of feeling now
                the fire of jaded romance lost
                and were those swaying winds just wind
                or love that measures passion's cost?

                The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up
                spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to
                re-language historie
© Eric True

inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

1 posted 2004-03-12 08:16 AM

poetically perfect in expression of the feeling

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

2 posted 2004-03-12 08:35 AM

ethome
"The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up
spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to
re-language historie"
I agree, enjoyed

LeeJ
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since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

3 posted 2004-03-12 09:03 AM

Between the loving and the pain,
                between the lying and the truth,
                were precious hours we were one,
                short-lived in time, we knew.

Well, those words read me like an open book...I feel exposed through these words...
seriously, justs reminded me of someone.

This entire poem was an excellent write...
very pretty, thank you for sharing

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

4 posted 2004-03-12 09:14 AM

Beautiful write...thank you for this keeper Eric!
Hugs~

Poetry is not an opinion expressed...
it is a song that rises from a bleeding wound
...or a smiling mouth.

~ Kahlil Gibran

Kahlil
Senior Member

since 2003-04-12

Posts 1881

5 posted 2004-03-12 09:27 AM

"My nights seem void of feeling now
the fire of jaded romance lost
and were those swaying winds just wind
or love that measures passion's cost? "

Excellently expressed, Eric ! ~K~

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

6 posted 2004-03-12 09:49 AM

Eric

Such a beautiful heartbreak!

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

7 posted 2004-03-12 10:07 AM

                And when my fortress lust did fall
                I felt the churning after rain
                that sanctioned my cold lonely world
                with tears of sorrow to remain.

                My nights seem void of feeling now
                the fire of jaded romance lost
                and were those swaying winds just wind
                or love that measures passion's cost?

~*~

Hanky alerts, Sir....you need to issue hanky alerts.

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

8 posted 2004-03-12 11:12 AM

now this is a keeper

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

9 posted 2004-03-12 02:30 PM

Between the loving and the pain,
                between the lying and the truth,
                were precious hours we were one,
                short-lived in time, we knew.

                And there upon your skin of flame,
                were crests of dew that I would seek
                to stroke in ways that understand
                the wild desire and shame we'd reap.

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theres my groovy blues singing poet pal.
HEY YOU!!!

whats up Ethome boyeeee

You know Im loving this bittersweet beauty...
gonna have to tell Sen to warm up the tamborines lol
So good to read you today Eric.

I am sure of my reasons, embracing the seasons,
and the sacred simplicity of you at my side.

Vienna Teng

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

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displaced

10 posted 2004-03-14 05:36 AM

had to read this again

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

11 posted 2004-03-14 06:43 AM

May the "Winds Of Love" blow your way again ~ and ever so sweetly. You have such a poetic soul...

Love & Light,
Linda

Suetang
Member Ascendant

since 2001-03-07

Posts 5187
Melbourne, Australia

12 posted 2004-03-15 07:46 PM

Hello Eric

This was a stunning piece of writing which I enjoyed thoroughly.

Take care......Sue

I am in motion
I am blue
Love is an ocean
I'm anchored in you
- Shawn Mullins

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