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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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A growing panoramic ember fills the air Like a brown and black tri-colored comforter One of which I didn’t crochet… Teasing moments of my arm chair The ability to evolve wants me, it screams Complaining about indulgence living with me This internal monster seemingly bout 3 years old Infectious and a one man carnival Like a magical friendship of childhood Just wouldn’t cut me loose I sat for awhile in a giant oak tree Oblivious to any syntax exploiting dialogue With A “Professor” indifferent to workshops And a guitar in his hand by default Strumming of cold black winter oceans Where I strolled once fevered in fiction He sang bout a metaphorical cottage in another place Obligated to be polite, a haven for logic I allowed him to prove his gimmick Batting my homesick eyelashes towards his music With serious attention, chin on my hands “Poverty makes a man”, he croons While showing me the trailer from Terms of Endearment Talking bout creative endeavors and sources in print Showcasing work and its promotional competition It was I who had the choice to believe Cursing those ill demon deeds, smirking on my shoulders The Maelstroms of half truths are hefty impressions Destroying all direct growth for centuries I pour wine on his feet while looking for the right words He suggests, perhaps beginning is the answer The gift of a common tongue is a priceless inheritance Dissolving zoning boards forcing them to leave earth I meld with all sexes & races of the world Joint sessions find metaphysics in a dream world Everything about our lives, Is determined and influenced By our views towards the Professor I promise to crochet a pink and rose colored comforter In hopes that it’s context comes suddenly alive…again As I climbed down off that oak I wondered What would it be like to know and be known by The most potent, passionate being in the universe? He may be infinite, but he is “not” compact Oh, by the way, that arm chair, is outside on the sidewalk, waiting for the trash truck [This message has been edited by LeeJ (06-18-2004 11:07 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ LOL enjoyed the write very much. Good morning. |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Lee J...this is great..I enjoyed...I have something cute to send ya if you'll email me and let me get your addy?....if fits into this quite well....(And, of course, if ya don't want to send me your email addy I understand..not sure if I'd let someone named Toerag have mine either).... |
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