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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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I hear the whirlwind with wings it has ear rings with metal things that are cricketing knees on blackboard nails I shook the sand from see thru now my pocket windows have no hands and I search the glass of your eyes for life to be their moisture making vapor for me on your insides the hounds howl with echo mouths they speak to the spirit trees about the broken catcher of dreams hanging from the moon tombs under a teepee funneling sky I read another lover's bible the print smelled like your perfume with old water and tears but my fingers found the words and fed them to my mouth speak did you hurry foot to my whispering ____________ Dark |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Oy, D - this one is very esoteric and I would like to crawl into your mind to read the thoughts behind the words - I have images and ideas, but wonder too - do I have the right language skills for interpretation? Hmmmmmmmm- must go now and meditate - to ponder and seek the answers from the cosmos- Hugs you - 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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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
susan this one will get you into trouble a trap if you will..cherish D |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I read another lover's bible the print smelled like your perfume with old water and tears but my fingers found the words and fed them to my mouth speak ~*~ zu-zen kata mia |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
There is no way to read a poem of yours without feeling the words..your words even on static pages BREATHE...enjoyed this one very much sir. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
the hounds howl with echo mouths they speak to the spirit trees about the broken catcher of dreams hanging from the moon tombs under a teepee funneling sky I read another lover's bible the print smelled like your perfume with old water and tears but my fingers found the words and fed them to my mouth speak did you hurry foot to my whispering ================================= could this poem be any cooler????????????? what an awesome UNIQUE write of imagery and metaphor...the personifications ROCK!! ...haunting...cryptic...spiritual... seductive... SUPERB!! One of your best on a long list... but definately up there. Poetry is emotion put into measure. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
damn. your visions ensnare the heart, dark... peace & one **babygirL** **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
the hounds howl with echo mouths they speak to the spirit trees about the broken catcher of dreams hanging from the moon tombs under a teepee funneling sky that is the coolest verse ... ya make mother nature rock and roll poet sir.  Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion comes by nature ... but the measure is acquired by art. Thomas Hardy |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Read this one a couple days ago but didn't have alot of time to reply. This one speaks volumes in many levels and it brings to me a reasoning of life. One where the earth walks become the medicines of our soul based on how we live out our aspirations, dreams, and focal points and share our personalities with those around us. Excellent write sir and one definitely worth the reread and bump to the top. |
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