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I'd Speak to Thee
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I'd Speak to Thee |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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I’d Speak to Thee I’d speak to thee of fantasy I see no other ecstasy Reality a rose with thorns A bull in paw with lowered horns Within my mind I search the stars The furthest of the furthest far I conjure grime into sublime To con the fall of sands of time I whittle on the wood of could Selected from the would of should And carve it to a grace of state And eat upon this very plate What would you, in circumspect To catch horizons intersect Flounder in the doldrums drain? Or let yourself escape the pain I do not claim the problems done But God, I’m having so much fun. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
and what a perspective, rounded blends of perfect circles you paint glowing pink and immense...your a hemlock, brushing drops of happy thoughts, regardless of the rads behind or ahead...lifting air...climbing hugs Thank you and good morning to ya [This message has been edited by LeeJ (09-13-2004 09:01 AM).] |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Top of the morning, to you Sir Tumbleweed! I be in a state of ecstasy when thou speaketh of fantasy!  "Reality a rose with thorns" ~ 'Tis so true "A bull in paw with lowered horns" ~ A vivid visual! Within my mind I search the stars The furthest of the furthest far ~ Never stop searching and reaching! "I conjure grime into sublime" ~ A recipe for a happy life! "To con the fall of sands of time" ~ I would like to be able to do the same! "I whittle on the wood of could Selected from the would of should And carve it to a grace of state And eat upon this very plate" ~ Only a poet with an ample amount of gray cells ~ and grace ~ could have written that! "What would you, in circumspect To catch horizons intersect Flounder in the doldrums drain? Or let yourself escape the pain" ~ I'm all for finding an escape route from the pain of those rose thorns! "I do not claim the problems done But God, I’m having so much fun." ~ and so am I, Dear friend! So am I! My life is such a magnificent rose, that I can handle the thorns that threaten to prick my happiness! With lots of love and affection, Your Earth Angel |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Now that last line was the clincher!  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Wonderful wonderful dear Sy! Much enjoyed the read.. even though I am a tad late. ~Afternoon hugs & tea, Nancy~ ~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~ |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
How absolutely wonderful...You lift the spirit with the weaving of the brilliant world of your heart....I love the way you see and feel things...What a delightful read are these words... |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
you are a pleasure to read! I don’t want the world to see me |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Good morning and so glad you liked the poem. Earth Angel Now that is applause with a pause. LOL Can't tell you how much I enjoyed your critique  Sunshine, No, you're the clincher.  Nancy Two wonderfuls, is wonderful. Startime55 What a wonderful write is this comment. Greeneyes You are a sweetheart. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I sware I don't know how I missed this again this morning! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
passing, For me you are never too late. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And you keep having it! *S* I like this very much, my friend! *S* |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
suthern, Thanks for the read and boost. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ 'I whittle on the wood of could Selected from the would of should And carve it to a grace of state And eat upon this very plate' You are a master word whittler my friend~ No doubt about it ... no doubt at all~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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