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Feeling Sad |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Solitary brings a burning to mind Wishing love for all four seasons Dressing quietly, lifting a white bag Mankind can bring cold summer waste Gambling gentle flowers for ornamental beauty What is anything, without a warm smile? What do words mean? When they splash fountains of deceit? Placing flags on the front lawn Standing before a dreamland of innocence Looking toward the evening sky Does one realize, possibility is unstoppable? Then what of fidelity to self? What of love? Pedigree must slip from fingers Forgeting what was, forget not, what is significant~ Not commercialism, not marketing, status of things, pride.... The colors have sunk in…. Asking, where do I go from here? The core of being clearly touches life You, me, stretching from our minds I need intellectual love…and will stand alone On a beach waiting, if it takes all of life What trades instance for the infinite? Something so extraordinarily ridiculous Opening highways to decaying consciousness Is something so far out of reach? As many would lust you believe Our minds stagger across a moon Dripping of moans, loyalty chocking Love stands before me confused Narrow eyes look through portholes of night Despair, blankets a weakening ocean Laying vulnerable, halfway out the window Another phone call, another knock on the door Fear of being disloyal to parchment drug stores Fine cultured fictions, dress our children naked Drooling wolves leave their minds cold & vacant Your daughter, my son? Their original morning stories being unfounded Barefooted, blood stained prisoners Become two parts of a best seller Sleep walking through forms of lies Cutting the cables of spirit songs Through desires and fleeting delights Muddying purity of precious hearts Essential core is slipping through our fingers Tearing apart the smile of flowers Murmuring…love me, love me not? What gain has ancestry made? Once a life’s been torn apart? Why have men died? Practicing countless hours, sleeping in noontides Who drinks in red parlors of defile & snakeroot? When the intellectual mind becomes a routine prostitute Enough thoughts for one evening, I think Worry only brings confusion and disbelief… Looking up one more time, before night’s rest There is sky out there bigger then one can imagine There lives, pure silent white, growing from devastating failures A timeless tale, inspirational glimpses of source~ Which will straighten, even the most crooked nose Reciting a silent prayer, while deciding to leave on the light Placing my head on a pillow of dreams Nakedness becomes skintight Tossing a coin in the fountain of moonbeams... Silently whispering sigh Good night…… [This message has been edited by LeeJ (10-15-2004 11:08 AM).] |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
"Who drinks in red parlors of defile & snakeroot? When the intellectual mind becomes a routine prostitute" oh damn...this is excellent! **babygirL** |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
What an amazing collection of thoughts to gather before dreamland. I feel you grasped the answer with "Enough thoughts for one evening, I think Worry only brings confusion and disbelief…" Yes, worry only brings more worry. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
holy sh*t thatwas interesting |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Goodness, LeeJ...such an outpouring of words from deep thoughts...no wonder you couldn't sleep. You are such a wise soul, my friend...to question life as you do and to find the answers within you. I am amazed by you and also wish you peace.  |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Lee - this one spoke very deeply to me and I find my heart lying upon the floor covered in tears - Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
God! Lee...  oh my...I'm printing this to keep with me all the time in my pocket |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Lee This is the best I have read of your talent. I will go through the other words over the weekend. I had to get ready for the Ghana interview which put me under a lot of stress because it was so wide ranging and I had to prepare. Take care Dave |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I am speechless, this is simply amazing, you have touched me in so many ways this morning. WOW into my library you go. smiling wide here Maree  cuz fate is not just whose cooking smells good |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
... Speechless...utterly spellbinding. ~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Lovely...James |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
I wish I had two hours to spend with this poem, ferreting out all that's down in the depths of it. I think I'd know a bit of your soul if I did....I'm going to drop this into my library, and when I'm able I'll do just that. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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