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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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someone was knocking on the other side of the door! like a throw of slaps, on the back lot of my natural world was this creation, awakening some hallucination of soft spring earth? strangeness, planting in the orphanage of connection, like bone-shifted motorways behind logistics, beyond where the earth breaths then, hangs a long pause marbled with morning empires… perhaps a myth of perfect love? saturated with fumbles of mildew and nimble daylight about to be written molecular fountains tortoise-shell wings of today, unlike any other day i’ve seen the white lava of sun lit rivers purring like a domestic routine heading toward a later age, one of which steps into this moment hugging the surface of each thought, each opened eye of tomorrow might be more important, then any inner message…or any weeping.. sometimes it’s hard to know between the dimensions of abstract crawls my sleepy eyelids, levitating principles of zen minds, camouflaged by enlightenment in the museum of memories…bucketfuls of innkeeper’s proverbs emphatically placing an end to hostilities there is poise in loss of tides life to the death of dreams dignity in suspension of approach and for the truce of the unknown peace exhales from goals that were not mine like a pandemic, taking over origin some family alliance of ingenious intervention, rendering the autonomy of one crucial point of truth…. so, i step into the arms of reception unarmed, and helpless to the warmth of my morning nakedness thinking…perhaps another dream might faint at the merest touch of expression in every living organism… and I, the perfect drifter into conscious awareness…even, if for only a moment unafraid, I opened the door chiffon beads of morning burns a flower into my hand shower of warmth explodes on the city scape of my town... one more day, one more hour |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ, A clever way of saying to be or not to be. The decision is yours. Good morning sweet.  |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“unafraid, I opened the door chiffon beads of morning burns a flower into my hand shower of warmth explodes on the city scape of my town... one more day, one more hour” A theme song for natural life and living. A walking into warm sunshine on a cold and windy day. A breath of fresh air. Very descriptive living. Beautiful LJ. JL  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
LeeJ - Your writing stetches the mind along the straights and around the corners and then when we get to the end we can only say, "Wow!" Wonderful as usual. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lee~ If it's okay with you ... I will simply be amazed by your continual conceptions of word-renders~ 'I opened the door chiffon beads of morning burns a flower into my hand shower of warmth explodes on the city scape of my town... one more day, one more hour' *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ "i’ve seen the white lava of sun lit rivers purring like a domestic routine heading toward a later age," Oh, how I love the way you express yourself! |
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skyshine
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
Your descriptions are so vivid! I think I could learn a thing or two from you.  ~sky I hope someday you get the chance to live like you were dying.... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
LeeJ....so much beauty here....I'm keeping this one. (Beauty and things to ponder.) ....jo |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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