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Open Poetry #33

Wind Breeding World Oysters

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

0 posted 2004-09-15 07:32 AM

Wind

Silent messenger
Returning breath to solace
Gusts chatting with footsteps
Madness imbued, secrets sharing
Is there no cure for drowning shores?
I’m imbued, I’m eating fast foods
These paths are good new cities
Laced winged nymphs
Of original face
Like eyes of sunlight
Spinning silvery threads
Smelling spring peonies
Whisper of ancient silence
Through oak trees hidden away

Haunting dark, roaming like hungry dogs
On secret lanes contaminating
Knowing those places….suffering
Long nail shadows scraping a chalkboard

Touching membranes of molecules
Irritants raining wars
Blind rage, screening happiness
Cutting the quiet mind
Bleeding charisma of attachments

Ode to rebirth, chaos, reincarnating
Yes, reincarnation of green fields
Places to dream
Wild honey winds…boneless nerves
Growing myelin…
Combing fraying ends
Shifting skyline’s eternal dream
Taking the lead….prophesy mating

Looking for me at the end of desire
Spinning threads so delicately
For the sake of voyage
Into perpetual light…humanity’s quietness
Deafening sugar dripping tropical pre-dawn flowers
Conception of ripples
Knowing me…you…the welcome

Wind’s anticipating eyes…drowning distorted images
Petals fly, bumping into sudden death
Submitting the message
Roaming forever young, dignified and true
Like a dedication page of last confession
Even kernels filled with wild flowers
Becoming a part of each day

It is the approach of nature’s way
Where I take flight among thoughts
Among paper leaping in the streets
Wind moving cargo
Up dark green hills
Night white with violets
Breeding world oysters

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

1 posted 2004-09-15 09:22 AM

paper leaping into streets could be a poem by itself....as many of the other lines

full spread lady...table full and over full of delightful eye words

kewl stew

DavePage
Member Elite

since 2003-12-21

Posts 2917

2 posted 2004-09-15 10:54 AM

From life comes death and rebirth of your land.

I think a lot of people share the sorrow of the winds.

Nice write Lee

dave

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2004-09-16 08:23 PM

Enjoyed...James

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