Open Poetry #36 |
Spoor. |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Hot breath exhaled, life beats slowly. Senses alive now, tasting your approach. Deep pounding heart, resonates through me. Just from reach, standing down wind. Cautiously you wait, at forest edge. Spraying your answer, to the breeze. Come now forever, running free together. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh, wow how beautiful! |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
very beautiful and inviting Phil. Lovely write. Give me your heart |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Hmm.. yes I love these poems. Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take - but by the moments that take our breath away." [This message has been edited by A Romantic Heart (07-15-2005 07:22 AM).] |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I will never ever look at the fungas growing in our garden the same way... Upon questioning others, they say, it comes from the mulch, the spoors are in there.. this is the first year we've had a problem with the like, and your poem will now be first and foremost in my mind whenever I encounter this substance.... nice one |
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