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Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

0 posted 2004-11-01 05:41 PM

I said I knew something
Of the way the earth revolved
Round and round the sun
In a hobbled sort of path
That tilted first one axis
Then the other towards
Tongues of warm

And how at equinox
  The distance were imbalanced
Not quite pulling out the light
The same as when all else
Was in its wax or wane

You smiled
  And told me I over thought things
It was simple really
  Attractions
                  And the way all things
Find change
As you began to undress the clouds
And add your own softness to the light

Then I realized
my words were vain
    Efforts to capture how it was with you
After so long denying to myself and God
   I would speak this way again
       As I wished to touch the air
You breathed and the softness of skin

But picked up then
                       My pen
turned Stained binding back
To an empty page
         And wrote:

“I felt the stir of you and began to know
that I was not likely to be the one to make a difference
or to provide the answers you deserved, but I would be
thought of fondly when you remembered how it was
along the way to Mercer’s “

So now let this chapter
                                              Begin

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

1 posted 2004-11-01 06:22 PM

An enjoyable read Ron. Looks as though
this is just the beginning.

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

2 posted 2004-11-01 07:09 PM

You smiled
  And told me I over thought things
It was simple really
  Attractions
                  And the way all things
Find change
As you began to undress the clouds
And add your own softness to the light

~*~

Oh, dang...touch the air, please!

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2004-11-01 07:26 PM

You smiled
  And told me I over thought things
It was simple really
  Attractions
                  And the way all things
Find change
As you began to undress the clouds
And add your own softness to the light

Then I realized
my words were vain
    Efforts to capture how it was with you
After so long denying to myself and God
   I would speak this way again
       As I wished to touch the air
You breathed and the softness of skin
======================================

time and time again you just do this....
and we are sooooooooo glad you do.

yeessss...pleeeeeeeeeeeesssse...
take us along on the road to Mercers...
or the river...
or....
or....
or....
just take us.........

(you tell the story...we'll buy the gas)

Poetry is emotion put into measure.
The emotion comes by nature ...
but the measure is acquired by art.

Thomas Hardy

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

4 posted 2004-11-01 07:31 PM

...We'll also buy additional stained journals...

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

5 posted 2004-11-01 07:42 PM

"So now let this chapter
Begin"

YES!! YES!! YES!!

I'm waiting.....let's go!

muted

Member Elite

since 2004-01-15

Posts 2949
Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving

6 posted 2004-11-02 03:47 AM

no words today
just *glowing*

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

7 posted 2004-11-02 05:49 AM

Yes, take me with you...Sir.

Magnificent.

Mxx

Oh, you speak to me in riddles
and you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive
~Sarah McLachlan~

babygirlwlove
Senior Member

since 2004-10-10

Posts 1180
New York City

8 posted 2004-11-02 06:11 AM

love the way you weave, Chief...

**babyblu**

**Intoxicant to the SouL**

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

9 posted 2004-11-02 08:13 AM

Then I realized
my words were vain

===========================

oh no theyre not....
trust me poet sir...
they are SOOOO NOT in vain.

    Efforts to capture how it was with you
After so long denying to myself and God
   I would speak this way again
       As I wished to touch the air
You breathed and the softness of skin

SEE????!!!!

*SIGH* ...

So...all the moths are ready to go I brought a picnic basket, the fishing rods and the bait.

Poetry is emotion put into measure.
The emotion comes by nature ...
but the measure is acquired by art.

Thomas Hardy

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

10 posted 2004-11-02 01:28 PM

Am I late? I am bringing the whine, ereer wine to this party. Let this chapter begin is right Ron. Beautiful words you have us navigating through there Captain.

Example is not the main thing in influencing others, it is the only thing.
~ Albert Schweitzer

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