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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Careworn Oceanic sounds come to me, but only as a digital skip along with white gulls, though I can imagine again turning around to feel grains against my soles worncare and, in swift blink Aliced, those blues come breaking through in grayshell sky giving milieu to tingefoamed lace of crashing salt  was it only fingertips ago I touched that air or was it touching me, worn as it was, by a million mornings of sun breaking fog fingers, someone counting gulls let alone their many feathers… bereft of words, now wearing only sensations, realizing some searches require the taking place of more. Words sought me today like some shells reach for pockets and love, that lingers long for human touch but I am worn, with care almost, weary… like a sax putting night to bed. Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close...and keep my promises... [This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-18-2004 09:28 AM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh that ending love that picture too |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Beautiful ..just beautiful.. could almost hear the sax being played in the distance.. Hugs~ |
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James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
Oh this does speak to me....I know the care, the wear, the feeling that I'll turn to stone if something doesn't give....it reminds me of one I wrote a short time ago that feels like years and years now.... I'm going to bring it back, for you. |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
was it only fingertips ago I touched that air or was it touching me, worn as it was, by a million mornings of sun breaking fog fingers, someone counting gulls let alone their many feathers… Oh my, how beautiful !! Another keeper. Hugs to you this cold December morn.  Don't forget my presents!! |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie "but I am worn, with care almost, weary… like a sax putting night to bed." I know this feeling, love the way you said it!  |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
"in swift blink Aliced, those blues come breaking through in grayshell sky giving milieu to tingefoamed lace of crashing salt" Wish this countryboy had rit that... And Lawd what and ending... "almost, weary… like a sax putting night to bed." But one thing more... "and, in swift blink Aliced, those blues come breaking through" Is this the "Alice" that cannot see the beach because "there's no place like (this around her) home" (in Kansas?) __________ice/ford ><> |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
i love the misty feel to this seascape; feeling just swept away in it all |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I think you have touched what a lot of us have done. I have always had the feeling I should be there and the sea should be my mistress. Dave |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you, everyone... and Ford? As for Alice? Think rabbit holes, and you'll fall right through the mirror.  |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
like a sax putting night to bed. Wow, I love that line! love this Kari. Mxx into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of, the path i fear to tread. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
saxy stuff ms sunshine that stretch of beach looks like some I have ridden beside wondering what she was thinking as she surged her ends high on the tide side almost touching my spokes enjoyed this |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"Words sought me today like some shells reach for pockets and love, that lingers long for human touch" yes..they beseech us to write them at times.. Very well done Kari!  Happy Holidays!"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
mmm...this is so warm, so full of light.. so you...  |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
nice read |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Like a sax putting night to bed - what a line that was! I loved it! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Words sought me today like some shells reach for pockets and love, that lingers long for human touch but I am worn, with care almost, weary… like a sax putting night to bed. This gives me shivers... knowing this ... but ignorant of how you could write it so perfectly. *S* |
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