Open Poetry #38 |
Of all the Times |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Of All the Times Of all the times I’m lost in search It’s mostly when I sit in church To loose my spirit into wile And contemplate the bibles file Opening generation’s door Searching me those paths before Breaking stone and trying breath While roasting o’er the pit of death I fly to doors of pith and core To see the leave of war and law To taste the honey and the space Of all the lives that’s left a trace It’s even though I know full well I cannot take this tick of dwell But start again the change to be To scratch the head that comes to me For I am I the why and sigh The future of the by and by |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Contemplation sits well beside you... don't forget to show it how to fly a hope and dream... on the end of the string on the kite in soar... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
change is a good thing, and even the thought of change is change...hugs and thank you for your insight |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine Thank you sweety to. LeeJ You are right, thank you sweet. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hmm? Maybe not to "loose" the spirit but to find it, touch it, know it. Enjoyed the read and the thoughts. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
passing, Thank you for the bump. Honeybunch Thanks for the read and reply. |
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