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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
A tiger was your walk as we strolled on burnt grass Your fingers few grew as we talked Moving with passion you moved as passion moved you In a shape you felt was life you felt life had failed to acknowledge you In your essence the world had failed you felt To find the world Balanced on fear you needed refuge from yourself as power could become habit Within feelings that taut tied your heart and power To find your mind You found me as you sought an exit that would not be burnt grass Without feelings that grew as you struggled To find somewhere |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Bodger~ You know ... this is a brilliant little piece~ I find myself drawn to the way you used the lyrics ... marrying them to a movement of thought~ 'Moving with passion you moved as passion moved you' 'In a shape you felt was life you felt life had failed to acknowledge you' These are truly, in my honest opinion, ... just brilliant~  *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left. - Sufi epigram <))>< Email [email protected] |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
"Balanced on fear you needed refuge from yourself as power could become habit" This is a very powerful image of internal awareness. Please keep writing. |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Many thanks I should be able to comment on other works now Bodger |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yea...oh yea well done |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
thanks Passing Bodger |
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