Dark Poetry #1 |
The Painter |
Jaguar Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 51Quezon City, Philippines |
I watched you paint, and your world flew me away colors blown by the wind hues splashed by the seas I watched you paint, for you left the bareness that succumbed me in hopeless authenticity I watched you paint, and I watched helplessly of how you enslaved me with your poetic body. .......... There is no more turning back this way The path is overgrown and strewn with thorns They've torn the lifeblood from your naked eyes Cast aside to be forlorn.. -Sarah Mclachlan |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Jaguar my friend. . . The brush of life has painted you with many dark hues. . . it is now time to throw those colors away and begin with a new pallette. . . the colors of the sun and the wind. . . the colors of love. . . That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
You're just exorcising the demons aren't you? I do that too! We all move on eventually in our own way A pretty picture you painted with this one The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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