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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Ocean listens to foot travel Oh enthusiast of departures Echoes wheel sweet milk Ode to marriage of loosing myself In one swoop of chain letters Absence appears like a project Armies of perfumed colors Becomes Bosom of visions A taste of light Bonded to breakfast Seminar of dear laws…polished To every side of moment And orb, melody hears atoms Tugging ears Entering a lost gold mind Like child birth Enacted to diktat Like siphoning watch persons Thirsty for temporal rosy cheeks Entangling time in baby steps One by one Sculpture of form I am mocked by the rose of facelessness And love it Pulling me like hungry blood thirsty lions Crying for me It is mystical beauteous elements Spiritual philosophy Opening a church of benevolence That which sacrificed for me Common folk chattering To find love And be loved Are two entities Such a one, is a junk yard dog Aged with my name Pointing to my chest The moon is within here Lamenting Running around me Mid-night stumbles And runs outside naked Hanging there infinite Not keeping score |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ The trail of symbols you left leads me right to your door. Good morning sweet. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Leej As always I find myself cutting your words to read them line by line. dave Dawn arives and always gone Bewhitched And still you leave With all those reasons To be gone And for those to say As they smile In cheek One word at a time Away from me With their backs turned Pitying As they feel I am chained To seek dave |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Ah...there it is at the end, that engimatic personality of yours that envelopes the reason in a shroud of words that carry one away from it's place of rest as if trying to keep it from being seen... "Mid-night stumbles And runs outside naked Hanging there infinite Not keeping score" I found you Lee, in spite of yourself. jimmy ...or of course, this could all be a bunch of hogwash - only The Shadow Knows for sure... Loved it Lee - j. |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
"Like siphoning watch persons Thirsty for temporal rosy cheeks Entangling time in baby steps One by one Sculpture of form I am mocked by the rose of facelessness And love it" **************************** The markings of time hold treasures for us all and somehow I have the feeling you understand and realize this immensely. ********************** "Pointing to my chest The moon is within here Lamenting Running around me Mid-night stumbles And runs outside naked Hanging there infinite Not keeping score" ******************* As with anything, that is exactly where it should be and you express it very well. I very much enjoyed this piece and you can be sure I will be back as I know there is much more to explore in this and also to validate to myself that I even found the right path to beging with. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I have to say Lee that I find your words - words and words and words with a meaning - it is like tossing a sandwich in a spinning web You toss meanings that pasta a ceiling Dave |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ You are burgeoning...the fact that you are able to express so well, is a blessing. |
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