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the moon at noon
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the moon at noon |
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riaz New Member
since 2006-08-14
Posts 6 |
Inside the office, at the workdesk, idle screen and Conway's game of life, no mails; Manager in conference call with Japanese; "More evaluation required"-- he nervously repeats; The printer tirelessly runs, Someone's printing quite a lot; usually it doesn't run that long. My new monitor is a flat screen LCD, With an orange tag telling me, "Sunday April 14th, 1912, remember me"; My manager's manager sits straight to my left, His eyes hovering across the office floor, Like a lighthouse torch, But out of all this looking to the window, to the view outside, In the sky at noon, watching the moon hide, Stealing a glimpse from behind the clouds flowing by; Is like Her face or its reflection in still water, I cannot come near nor touch--forever I may try. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
interesting, vital reflection, gave a feeling of sadness....but, filled with images I could relate to very well. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I felt the longing and wistfulness of your words. Some very descriptive passages. i.e. ~ "But out of all this looking to the window, to the view outside, In the sky at noon, watching the moon hide, Giving you a warm, welcoming hug, Earth Angel |
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