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Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2005-01-27 07:15 AM

Somewhere along the neural pathways
that carry the tremors of aspen touch
to the base of the brain
I lingered long enough to taste
how carnations split their buds
when the sun drew hot against the stem
and roots reached deep to find the wet
from last nights rain

Against the back of my tongue
vowels begin to form
and I let lips break soft consonants between the o's
while I sip easily the flavor
nectar brings
begging swallow to coat my throat
with the pollen of some past spring
when the world was younger
and flowers grew wild along the cracks
in concrete or between the trees
in a hide and seek with feet

"When I was young"
innocence became the bed of earth
turned to a deep rich mulch
that begged seed
so buds would swell and meet
the reach of season
until sap flowed easily from the tips
and hungry mouths fed
to the croon of soft sighs the wind
between years denied

"Now the Age becomes"

and I let my finger trail the curve of spine
to end along the place hips join
and wonder if the cords inside
still tie feelings to the days
before petals fell
and I replaced the empty in you
with stolen  brachts of those nights
    Too tender to begin the open eyed stare
At what it was we did
         To ourselves and to the colors
Of our hidden souls

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2005-01-27 07:38 AM

Against the back of my tongue
vowels begin to form
and I let lips break soft consonants between the o's
while I sip easily the flavor
nectar brings
begging swallow to coat my throat
with the pollen of some past spring
when the world was younger
and flowers grew wild along the cracks
in concrete or between the trees
in a hide and seek with feet

lovely writing, C

M

whiskey

Senior Member

since 1999-12-28

Posts 1278
Australia

2 posted 2005-01-27 07:42 AM

Wonderful writing really liked it

Julie

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2005-01-27 08:35 AM

Somewhere along the neural pathways
that carry the tremors of aspen touch
to the base of the brain

~*~

This is how it is...a poet starts strong,
and keeps you bound all the way through...

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

4 posted 2005-01-27 08:35 AM

"When I was young"
innocence became the bed of earth
turned to a deep rich mulch
that begged seed
so buds would swell and meet
the reach of season
until sap flowed easily from the tips
and hungry mouths fed
to the croon of soft sighs the wind
between years denied

"Now the Age becomes"

and I let my finger trail the curve of spine
to end along the place hips join
and wonder if the cords inside
still tie feelings to the days
before petals fell
and I replaced the empty in you
with stolen  brachts of those nights
    Too tender to begin the open eyed stare
At what it was we did
         To ourselves and to the colors
Of our hidden souls
===========================

smiling....smiling...smiling...

Among the kingdom of the winds ...
perhaps there is one of elegant mind,
who has no need to intrude on the solitude of single things.

CB

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

5 posted 2005-01-27 08:40 AM

Cpat,
I hear the sadness of the song.

Juju
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since 2003-12-29

Posts 3429
In your dreams

6 posted 2005-01-27 10:23 AM

I like this

Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic

The dictionary never lies.... I am magical (;

Gentle Spirit
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since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

7 posted 2005-01-27 10:26 AM

and wonder if the cords inside
still tie feelings to the days
before petals fell
and I replaced the empty in you
with stolen  brachts of those nights
    Too tender to begin the open eyed stare
At what it was we did
         To ourselves and to the colors
Of our hidden souls

this carries a melancholy sort of ache with it Ron..and brings a sigh.
Very well done sir, good to see you here again.

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

8 posted 2005-01-27 11:10 AM

Ron

"When I was young"
innocence became the bed of earth
turned to a deep rich mulch
that begged seed
so buds would swell and meet
the reach of season
until sap flowed easily from the tips
and hungry mouths fed
to the croon of soft sighs the wind
between years denied

To everything a season, yes?

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

9 posted 2005-01-27 11:14 AM

and I let my finger trail the curve of spine
to end along the place hips join
and wonder if the cords inside
still tie feelings to the days
before petals fell

Well of course they do, and always will...silly man!  smiles and hugs

and I replaced the empty in you
with stolen  brachts of those nights
    Too tender to begin the open eyed stare
At what it was we did
         To ourselves and to the colors
Of our hidden souls

sigh, sigh, sigh.....

Wow!!!!!!

Susan
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since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

10 posted 2005-01-27 01:30 PM

For some reason this makes me feel all misty eyed -

Susan

If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . .

Dark Angel
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since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

11 posted 2005-01-27 03:41 PM

OMG.....this is imply beautiful, I'm speechless.

library

Mxx

and i knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
~Buckingham/Nicks

pandonov
Member

since 2003-10-03

Posts 478
b/w conscience and insolence

12 posted 2005-01-27 05:02 PM

nothing more to add... just i liked it

*Alli4000*

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since 2004-03-21

Posts 3188
The World of Poetry

13 posted 2005-01-27 08:30 PM

Great job!

~Alli~

*AIM = Alli4000* Journal!

littlewing
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since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

14 posted 2005-01-28 08:32 AM

This completely blew me away:

I lingered long enough to taste
how carnations split their buds
when the sun drew hot against the stem

Beautiful, Ron

A Romantic Heart
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since 1999-09-03

Posts 5496
Forever In Your Heart

15 posted 2005-01-28 09:45 AM

You leave me Breathless

~ARH

Come,love all of me, mind, body, spirit..feel my passion, taste of me, be filled completely!

Greeneyes

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since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

16 posted 2005-01-28 03:53 PM

and I let my finger trail the curve of spine
to end along the place hips join
and wonder if the cords inside
still tie feelings to the days
before petals fell
and I replaced the empty in you
with stolen  brachts of those nights
    Too tender to begin the open eyed stare
At what it was we did
         To ourselves and to the colors
Of our hidden souls''''

~~*~~
My Shadow is the only one
that walks beside me
~~**~~

jellybeans
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since 2000-10-13

Posts 2298

17 posted 2005-01-28 05:11 PM

I think...that this...is my very favorite of yours.........sigh

Endlessecho
Member

since 2003-09-05

Posts 398
I live within myself

18 posted 2005-01-28 05:17 PM

Breathtaking..

I'm glad I've taken the time to read in Pip again. I've really missed your writings.

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

19 posted 2005-01-30 01:17 PM

Liking this so very much. *S*

Tiersdin
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since 2000-11-17

Posts 2364
east coast

20 posted 2005-02-01 07:27 AM

Beautifully written. But then, what else would one of your works be?

~tier

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