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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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Drag My body drags behind my mind It cannot stay the course of find It cannot use the wings of seem But feeds upon the echoes dream It is a base the net has cast The factory that makes the last A pinch of power of the hour The seed from which grows the flower It pulls the weight of gravity With limited viscosity Bound within reality’s bend Until it’s ware comes to an end And so the mind extends the seem Sending echoes of the dream Flying through dimensions white Filling in the hews of light And there within a golden peace Some day will net the Golden Fleece |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
And so the mind extends the seem Sending echoes of the dream Flying through dimensions white Filling in the hews of light Dear Seymour, your mind shares its light daily here, and very beautifully so! And by doing so it keeps fit also the body. Love and hugs. Margherita  |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
And so the mind extends the seem Sending echoes of the dream Flying through dimensions white Filling in the hews of light And there within a golden peace Some day will net the Golden Fleece So, drag turns into diamonds....hehehe You own a lovely mind... thank you for this morning sunshine |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I had to smile at your title, Sy... seeing as how it fits me well just now...  Always a  you are...  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sy "And so the mind extends the seem Sending echoes of the dream Flying through dimensions white Filling in the hews of light And there within a golden peace Some day will net the Golden Fleece" Wonderful! |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Interesting read Seymour - much enjoyed. hugs, Chris  Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
My body drags behind my mind It cannot stay the course of find It cannot use the wings of seem But feeds upon the echoes dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tis hard for mere legs to keep up with such a spry mind  Randy says leave the winged work to him and the rest your poetry will reveal... your rhymes are the "golden fleece" *ww*    |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, my friend... you're not alone. *S* I answered a greeting this morning with "I'm here, but dragging"... and then thought how much more appropriate my response would have been with another "t"... I'm here, butt dragging. LOL |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Seymour, If I had but half the wonderful mind you have, I would be content to live within it. You possess; gardens; libraries; art galleries; rainbow skies, elf's and fairies; beauty of every sort and most of all love; within that mind. To top it off you share each day with PIP's who eagerly await the morning brief. Thank you, for all you have written. I read faithfully, but can never find the words to give back to you. best marty |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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