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Smoke Swirl. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Dreams like smoke, begin with fire, sparked imagination bellowed alive. Until, unrealised they ascend, spark doused by swirling draughts. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
What a vision! Excellent. Love, Margherita |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
yes indeedy, a great vision with outstanding visuals.... |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
May your dreams continue to rise, Dear Poet, and and may they never be doused by swirling draughts! Every poem that you post is a gift for your fellow pipsters!  Lovin' hug, Linda |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this touches me as a bit sad  good to read you Phil |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
dream deferred or dream lost? a beautiful thought provoking write Goldenrose |
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lightkeeper Member
since 2006-09-13
Posts 100pluto |
xxx Phil xxx Realisation starts from a tiny spark... when we live our dreams,we are surely living with pure intent to ascend. Like swirling draughts, we rise as one. Beautifully Sparked As Always Love Bea xxxx |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Dream on, Dream on, until those dreams come true,..... Smoke burns your eyes, stings like love, somethings are hidden behind a smokescreen, it takes the burning to wash our eyes out and see clearly what is before us. J. M. Barrie, the playwright, may have said it best when he wrote, “God gave us memories so that we might have roses in December.” |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Dreams are so good when lived in reality, i thank and am blessed by those that bring tangible joy and tactile tenderness to my life. Thank you to all who replied here, my glowing love goes especially to Bea, with heartfelt warmth and tender touches darling...xxx Goldenrose. At the touch of love, everyone becomes poets. Plato 427 BC-348. |
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lightkeeper Member
since 2006-09-13
Posts 100pluto |
Goldenrose. Darling, i am so blessed to be a part of your life..in the waking moments and those of your dreams darling, Phil pinch me again so i know your real hahahah xxxx... Oh and dont forget to bring your map at the weekend darling... otherwise we will have to find our way using the stars hahahah xxxxxx Love Bea xxxxx |
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wredgranny Member
since 2006-11-18
Posts 493Ky. USA |
Dreams like smoke, begin with fire, sparked imagination bellowed alive. Until, unrealised they ascend, spark doused by swirling draughts. Siyo GoldenRose Your words speak deep truth,without our dreams where are the colors of our lives?
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
~the smile of love~ becomes you. What a lovely write. For both of you, a huge smile! PS..when fire and water mix? watch for the steam and hold on to the sizzle!  |
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