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Catching Stars
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Catching Stars |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio 
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Draped in paradoxal hues, windowed eyes catch stars that halo rising moons, then vanish into morning views, watch the towering corn climb the fenceless sky; it's the growing season !!! the trees are full of antipation, making shadow pictures spreading their foliage across concrete lawns, they slumber deep within an august daydream, yet intuitively knit shawls as autumn winks, weaving tightly togther, interlocking roots beneath earth's cover, singing with summer, bracing for winter, what faith they have !!! as they lean upon eachoter's shoulders, love is without definition, speculation and folly, i've tripped upon my own misreadings of what appeared to be clearly written signs, beaten up a bit, i look towards the stonefaced sky still pulling up threads of pollyanna visions, stiching together faces of dreamlovers that have yet to come; is there truly any alternative? [This message has been edited by inkedgoddess (07-02-2004 08:40 AM).] |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
"...love is without definition, speculation and folly, i've tripped upon my own misreadings of what appeared to be clearly written signs..." What wonder seeds your words, when you write of the nature of a woman's heart Hugs, TD |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Michele -- I think your pollyanna vision is superb! There is wisdom in your words way beyond the norm and yet that sense of awe and wonder that comes with the innocence of a child -- a very beautiful blend, and a treasured one. Brilliant writing in my book.  ......jo |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is awesome work. 2 thumbs up. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
they slumber deep within an august daydream, yet intuitively knit shawls as autumn winks, weaving tightly togther, interlocking roots beneath earth's cover, singing with summer bracing for winter, what faith they have !!! I always love reading you Michele, but this.. is by far one of your very best! Your highlights are shining, just beautifully!! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I wish I could write like this |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
I do so love reading your work and lingering amongst your words.  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
OMG! Michele....this is wonderful!! Therefore I deem it a keeper! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
Maybe they've yet to come, but if you do find them I have a feeling they will ~~ ~~ keep looking, eh? |
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bklynboy Senior Member
since 2002-12-15
Posts 660florida |
Well done...you put alot of thought into this and it shows! |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
glad you all stopped by thanks |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"i've tripped upon my own misreadings of what appeared to be clearly written signs," ~ Oh, yes! I too have tripped over my "pollyanna" visions, and yet, there be no "alternative" for me.  Many clever lines! ~ as per usual with your writing! Happy holiday hugs, Linda |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
I kept walking past the title...saying to myself that this should be good....I walked past it again....saying that I really do need to read this, that I would see something magical... My instincts were right...I was not disappointed... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Draped in paradoxal hues, windowed eyes catch stars that halo rising moons, then vanish into morning views, ~*~ Methinks you caught more than a star or two... enjoyed this very much, Michele... |
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