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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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I Write you breathe another sings one just whispers you walk one talks another goes a straight line we are one you climb I rhyme one by one nothing goes undone hello goodbye here we are by, and bye I gave you give we live you lie I strive one dies we live give it back give it on live as one to live, undone be one now comes sweet the trust take, if you must I will just give so I may rightly live now is the time to see the rhyme in what I write for I am right in what I say in the I love you this very day in the take of you loving me which I give back, you see…. for I will only give in what I write for it is how I live…. and someday someday I will write like Rod or Simon perhaps, Gibran… whatever, I shall go on…. I, Write ~*~ 02.14.01 In Memory Of Yeats " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand |
This Place of Night 29 March 2006 I would have written not sure in ways to say Seeking a universe of tomorrow this place made new in heart As if it was all a single tone my words - not your own to enter A wager - a booking manufactured to praise Yesterdays news - my beginning time given over to sleep Here over a context borne of a new day hours of time counted Midnight plus a small few twelve minutes mid-week What did it meant to write maybe not to know - good night a poet who cares |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
You write, I listen the sun shines and it glistens on all of those who read the words of life, and death and stories heard through your pen with mighty speak I came to find, I came to seek and I found the beauteous treasure to make me smile, and give me pleasure...  thanks for jogging my brain into motion mommak.... seek the flame within yourself |
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luminosity Senior Member
since 2005-11-18
Posts 813 |
oh my...another reread is in store, for this winds into my very soul today... thank you |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
We do...all those things that we share in common but express in such different ways. Every poet who reads this today, would have written it differently...and each would have written it the same. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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StevenS Senior Member
since 2005-09-21
Posts 945L. A. (Lower Alabama) |
Yes you do Sunshine, and with such beauty that sometimes I feel as though you've given me a little kiss on the cheek and at other times a little kick in the seat of the pants. Enjoyed very much! :-) |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie "and someday someday I will write like Rod or Simon perhaps, Gibran… whatever, I shall go on…. I, Write" The magic is that you write like you...don't stop!!  |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
I agree with Martie. And add, please don't stop writing! Very nice Sunshine. JL  |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Oooh, please don't write like any one else , no matter who! Just keep writing like our Sunshine 'cos we'd miss you if you didn't. I love the Sunshine pathway of this refreshing poem. Thank you for the pleasure you give us. - Owl |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
You write I read You teach I learn. Don't ever stop!! Love ya lady~ ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Yes, you do write. For Descartes, it was "cogito, ergo sum", but for you it is "scribo, ergo sum." Never stop, Sunshine, you'd have too many folks with withdrawal symtoms. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
What Nancy said!! Huggies, Ethel |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
I dreamed last night that I was writing a poem...a rhymed poem, but with this difference: each rhyme came at the head of the line, with sometimes an echo in the middle, but none at the ends of lines. In the dream there seemed to be great symbolism for me in that, but for the life of me I can't say what it was....and I would gladly transfer my bank account to any person who could cause me to remember the poem now. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Perfect. Eric |
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