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Committment and Love
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Committment and Love |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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There you are, within sounds of chilly shamelessness Night is foolish, with reserve and lament Crawling on its stomach Blowing awake…blazing white like millions of dogwoods Time pouting its ridged charisma in my company Fear turning to a face of fascination, a windowed awe This laced economical structure of underground cable Woven into a finery of silken broadcloth Begetting mythological groves on a November-like night Candelabras lifting off the table of darkness Lethargically, measuring rich servants of velocity Dappling a velveteen universe, with glittering azaleas Silent as fish, cantering/multiplying throughout the sky Becoming a collegial associate, with loins of a Bahamian quasi Solitary confinement, a perpetual activist singing Innocently advances through the window to the world Revealing and tracing a gregarious significance Hooded with brocaded silence, whitewashing hieroglyphics Flickering interior strength into a life of serenity I foraged by accident, the night creature of darkness Embracing me like a priest, bringing forth a bullion of chicken soup Discovery slipped through the door of shackles Changing the secret of a soul, turned inward to Sonorous prayers, cupping my grossly youthful chin Smiling with fond compassion, like a parent… A fraternal connection to the light now starring down Approving the rain of blood I lay face down in, stinging my face But I had enough faith, to sustain my swim through rising waters Freestyle became me, like an Olympic vocation Gathering all cataclysmic howls, now diminishing gases Torching all nauseating malice, which every tree it novas Like a disease with intent to kill If one is not sensitive to the loyalty of middle earth And how gracefully it flexes the muscles of childbirth It will spin the clip of a game called Russian Roulette I no longer fear the darkness…or the chill of night What I fear most is…loosing the sanity of its graphics Where the quiet structure of pillars have snowed A white brazier cleavage, generous to my needs Dinner for one has a significant tide of quietude And the seclusion is soothing like a great king Who tends to his peoples needs… Sitting face to face amidst a roundtable of thieves Who knew no better…for One fails to notice, what one never has known |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
I'm left speechless... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
To be quite honest with you, Dear Poetess, I find writing replies to your illustrious and expansive writes, to be the most difficult! I'm like Ceinwyn ~ "speechless"! Love & Light,  Linda |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I don't know how you do it... where do you find the inspiration? |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ With a lifetime of study, I still can't say yea or nay to what is. For I truly do not know what is.  |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
Wow , amazed at all the fascinating yet wonderful images you penned Hope |
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Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
some very fresh imagery here...enjoyed the read |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Wonderful flow of words...james |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Excellent as always Lee J. Very moving close. JL  She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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