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Trickling |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Oh time, in it’s flagrant exorcism of moods Scars the sky of amber effigy Gathering as woolen cheeks eludes Staunch and stoic tug of rigid lights in arbitrary frame Calling out to seek the reasons, given same In pinpoint of saturation A melody that seems as foreign as Aztec cloth Poured in discomfort against the grain Calling to my consciousness by formal name Calling as if once in former garb a river Falls appear before me In scarlet skirt of fused redemption Pull and billow vast ascension Broad, the mind to wander wilderness So loud, so bold My breath grows cold And yet, to be among the vapor trails Lifting off the parched of pavement fails And least of all the drink Refuses sink or stir And everything seems quiet in the blur Until at last the rain has passed, And sunset laps at drizzled tears I wonder of the story day veneers That without invitation I still seek To find the basin drawn Copyright Kkh 06/11/05 |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
so right, and so intense...love these lines....love it all....amazing what you can do with something so natural as this. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
neat |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
I love these lines. "And yet, to be among the vapor trails Lifting off the parched of pavement fails And least of all the drink Refuses sink or stir And everything seems quiet in the blur" Good Writing! |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
you are such a wordstress...it blows my mind! I truly find a reason to continue writing after reading your pieces...Wonderful flow and balance to this, much enjoyed. |
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