Open Poetry #38 |
new is confused |
pandonov Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 478b/w conscience and insolence |
in the sand a grasp holds ethereality frequently testing bare-thin dimensions of an I hands tied to retrospection hypothetically new, color-blinded by the resurrection in a waste of pain. the scars of mirrors hidden in symmetrical resonance is intelligence strangled to desperate emotions, when green is dying red. before the rime awareness cries for warmth, definitely confused. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Petre, this is a wonderfully deep layered write, emotionally and intellectually. It's one I shall enjoy placing in my library, to read again. Thanks for sharing. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
With each read, I appreciate your words more! Loving Light, EA |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
you and I seem to be on the same plain this morning, although, you say so much with so few words, and well, then there's me... excellent! |
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pandonov Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 478b/w conscience and insolence |
thank you all |
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