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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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insistent priorities lightning arched what seemed like gold lettering across the endless velvet backdrop of thunder clouds immortalizing how appropriate this moment is like all those recurring disruptive forces in life tributaries stretching arms and legs across nature’s endless libraries my thoughts are nautical charts, eating wind tossed gulls, deep metallic blue seas, the silver dollar I held in my hand on the island of Eleuthera acceptable dress smooth rumbling noises with impish smiles, confirming dabbling on spiritualism rumors of dark sides & rare volumes marked by secret rooms I am always reminded of the sea at sunset the beaches I’ve lingered on the chills set atop those feelings of impressions, the ones that never followed through some promises kept but most forgotten into sparkling fizzing vapor ahhh, the unsettling effects tossing my thoughts uneasy, lying awake with me… feeling the rain against my window… amber beads of slender fingers articulating some hypnotic rattle the grieving guest I never invited like a clandestine collection purely unnoteworthy building a new room in my mind I left that room, got dressed and looked deep into the direction of Monday morning pressing my nose against the window hearting the traffic of simple pleasures clutching the banister, looking in my direction bearing resemblance to deep water voices luring me toward the portal of today which deserves a chance…. To be honest, there are times, I’m not really sure Of myself as it trickles down my chin pulling the stings of that summer, That once was the most frightening time in my life Hard shakes, brave smiles And…. Cowardice throwing me entirely off course caught between distress & awareness like a clumsy word caved in and cut out… |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ You articulate like a soft breeze off the sea that enters me without touching my exterior. Not to many poets can do that. Good morning sweet. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
omg into the library and I am with ~sigh~ on this awesome just awesome |
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