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Red is another long-one
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Red is another long-one |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
I wrote short for an idea so I could go through the discipline of writing succinct words condensing ideas to their essence Then it becomes nothing more than drifting exercise and some kind of 'cant' and a few words are all you need Stone was one of mind but I could at least see in my minds eye the fragments of excitement and not short words like you are in a traffic queue waiting for the lights and can't think of anything else Red started as a failed love affair and was actually me standing outside the Duke of Cumberland in Parson's Green, London watching a storm I have subsequently butchered it to be something else but it is the original. Dave Red Clouds grey Swarming my thoughts with dreams of understanding Patterns that I can not reach Fast roaring black expressions spinning the white to gray Torrents of power failing understanding Power striking Safe wet stones Understanding outcasting my mind Sound colour words misunderstandings fall to emptiness Soul gathered pain tempting tempestuous skies for understanding and excuses Echoing screeching mountains I stride in my dreams of the world Riding feelings that I am the world Driving me wild Cloud grey Swarming firey pestilent answer to a Sun’s day Telling me what That I am mortal That I can wake Communing with sex in Eyes, strength, impotency and dreams Heavy rain spinning heroes to courage their dreams Cleaning stone and people from your peace Swirling spinning sucking you down With the storm passing your peace Forcing you up sky fractured Ice freezing your fire Nothing for your normality I look at your sky patterned with gray Crimson of blue firing into the night Echoing nothing that matters here You opposite watching my thoughts In my eyes that dream of nothing In my uncertainty with the world I write Your dreams of nothing In your interest I speak nothing I write of my words that will become nothing Why do I write I desire nothing Cupping your thoughts within my life Edging your will to blue skies that never happen Peace brokenly touched with darkness echoing your regret That having given all I understood nothing But to see Red |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Thanks James Dave |
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