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Glamour Travel - Twice Daily
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Glamour Travel - Twice Daily |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Glamour Travel -Twice Daily Martyred remarks give weight to Fertile breeding, fertile breeding Fingers of words tiptoe forth Grasping, clinging…. Coherent nature, as she strolls across the stars Giving thanks for children immigrants moving north Keeping files on perceptive structures… Borrowing Alexandria and her conspicuous manicure Of daunting ambition and inventions Rolling currency into urban realism Hamlets of multi ethnical cosmos Collecting mummies for future weddings Safe-guarded diamonds, deposited in rock Captives of human life, remaining open…demanding rhyme Folding cliffs paint a river sound…breathing Eternal essence smiles a course With a habit of notice, jogging To a launch which evades self-deception Launching echoes to the world like a coyote With each new moon and its surge of music Into a world’s thumping nature Pulling us in a ring of pure mysticism A sea-train heading round the bend Towards the innocent voice of morning Tormented legends step onto sunny porches Tasting the sweet sound of glockenspiels Clarity walks through the eye of a needle Transforming years of work into paramount minds Wild life sanctuaries diaper hangovers Summer naps generous…filling the well of love Where magical friends of children never grow up Affection skips into a state of direction, Sailing an endless rolling sea and her imperative mood Flying white herons, portrait the human mind Where great white stallions frolic in meadows Giving meaning to “Travels with the Muse” By means of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge~ Sweet machine of source and thought Places a magnet on my refrigerator with a note “A Memory is Fathered by Youth” |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“Pulling us in a ring of pure mysticism A sea-train heading round the bend Towards the innocent voice of morning Tormented legends step onto sunny porches Tasting the sweet sound of glockenspiels “ What a wonderful vision this brings to mind…. Well as long as those glockenspiels are not KooKoos… Ya? Another great write Lee J. This one is pure magic. She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Oooooh I forgot to say: You Da Bomb! JL  She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you have an incredible way with words and thoughts...it leaves me not knowing what to say |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
LeeJ - I, too, am speechless. I'm saving this beauty to study -- yes, did you know I study your poems?! They are always masterworks!  |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderful!! |
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