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Brought it together but it needs work
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Brought it together but it needs work |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
As a wind gently slowing twisting you drew across my hand softly ruffling hairs on the back of my hand as you passed in a breath of wind touching a breath as you never turned leaving vapours entire in a fragment of philosphy woven sense in you everything else rough or is that a word for just a word that in a moment was so soft that you were there and there and rough was soft was I taking my to you As a wind gently slowing twisting you drew across my hand softly ruffling hairs on the back of my hand as you passed in a breath of wind touching a breath as you never turned leaving vapours entire in a fragment of philosphy woven Silence despite desire hung changing every scent every smoked filled vapour We touch physically as the door slammed We touched in that earth that traps us Desiring Feeling We sound like a sunday radio show In Something so intense That it is burnt Into the next train timetable Had I known your name Had you let me Had I not understood A yes that became a no Because I never understood either And will never know either as The Man is Still Alive Maybe I was sleeping But no I never slept Did I dream behind fences erected Yes But the man is alive Did I lose sight of my feet trenchant in my head of being But the man is alive Did I fail to understand Yes But the man is alive Did I fail to understand self To understand “two feet on the ground” Yes I failed But like a man on a Green I face the same thing People I can trust and Those I have to mix with All for their own worlds Yes I am a Woman Or a Man Or in the mind A Person But As a wind gently slowing twisting you drew across my hand softly ruffling hairs on the back of my hand as you passed in a breath of wind touching a breath as you never turned leaving vapours entire in a fragment of philosphy woven sense in you everything else rough or is that a word for just a word that in a moment was so soft that you were there and there and rough was soft was I taking my to you |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
this is really touching. My spirit will rise |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Truly a beautiful piece. Speaks so many things to me. :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
I keep having this idea that this is danced by a troup in clogs and there are no words on this just the image from sound It is long winded explanatory and makes me want to publish an old one, but I am on the road in a couple of hours so I will publish and be "whatever'd" Dave |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
A beautiful piece Dave... Much enjoyed this one. Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
"Whatever" stepped in and left it clogging dance here for us... has become a  for me. Dave, this is one of your better ones... and I like the way it talks to me. . |
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