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Spells of spring grace
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Spells of spring grace |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali 
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Fades of day break in tired cracks of storm, The sky is weak and drained of form. Shifting. spinning. one last sputter-shine to grasp control... with a thirsty breath dying... Seizing on ribbon's end- of the world going mauve. Penetrating darkness comes slow and soft... Facing the east on fragility's back, I circle-spin weary- as tautness grows slack- A soft chant of wanting- the night still begins... Upon the horizon- I shift countless times, wandering faceless in swollen grapevine... Breathing toe-trudges in the sand- I beat back admission I solid-rock stand... Sucking gulps of cold fist from the mottled pit of me... I need... inhale... I feed... Feed on the night scent that has become this place Of ramshackle demise still in magical state. Inhaling swiftly- I whisper for Her Beckoning strength from a still night stir... And She comes! I sink down to knees- and feel presence immense, I feel tree songs in flight- feel magically bent. Shaped with hands of ivory mist I lean forward promptly to be graced with her kiss... Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
words that take me to a darker place, an ancient kind way of seeing the storm and the termoil of passion. but you use a few to many conjoined words i think, thisorus. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
smiling at your muse keep that pen by your side |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
As to the first... I might argue spell check in my own defense of your opinion...and? thanks for the read but this one is meant to be FELT by repetition... As for my sweet sweet friend that I've missed? Here's to dancin by the firelight honey!! grins. Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
One never fails to feel your words. "A spring shower was cause to run |
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