Open Poetry #37 |
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A digest an essence of something lost |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
We spiralled thin white connectors aimlessly into the light dark blue to flicker and spark as we propelled elements to connect Blinded by a sun in rays we held the spasm echoing vibration as heat turned to vision Swaying we watched as connections made and broke echo’d light on a blinding sky of electric vision defying our desire As a sun rose in the east A dawn began Striding chasing the running day Behind Rain heavy drifting on those dull Sparkling waters Under leaves Song of my feet Sung with my heart Rhythm for your soul I call you upon the earth I call you for all you are worth I call you for my body Come to me Home |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Another fine piece of work. Enjoyed :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Blinded by a sun in rays we held the spasm echoing vibration as heat turned to vision" Another excellent write Dave!! This one speaks to me. Hugs~Nancy ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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