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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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(Just a vent) Left to right, centre, back; mind moves the scene around but the placing and displacement can’t unearth a better feel for what is not inherent in the personality. It’s the circumstance of days that wields a heavy hand in the dribble down of dirt into the hourglass of heart ~ and suffocate? Yes, it’s so; I always fight for breath when buried is the truth of my unique design. I don’t invite the digging or tempt a new discovery when transparency falls flat on the floor of disinterest but the reining in, reining in, of how I am inherently opens up the chasm wider, wider, wider, between a you and me than can ever be believed. Show and tell? No, no, no! Cold is the wind that blows on a naked soul repose trying so to harmonize with an off-key reality. Let it be, let it be, the way you would perceive for it’s not inherent in me to seed what cannot grow! Helen / 12 September 2006 |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Ouch....I feel ya, Helen. Vent away......*hugs you*.......jo |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Some designs destroy But to stay on the ground and not fly Why, why that Would be like hot wax burning illusion And you lady, have no blurred edges Only lines between lines, clearly marked Spicy and delicious So where ever you stand You are always on the other side Lost in a dream somewhere With twisted turns of submission Contributed by millions of little identity forums Brain dwellings listening to the news Farming milk fed-traditional ways Oh certainly, the flesh Is not as tender as it used to be But There are now, New regulations drawing lines to circles Circles, raising the voice to others needs And nobody listens So, sail where you please Dear heart Sail where you please Dancing in the drifter’s club Weightless and fancy free Opening the big artery To the heart Until blood soars In emerals glades of timeless beauty Where your realm Lives Sparkling Misted maiden Of poetess warrior love ya |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, jo - you're a dear! LeeJ - I dunno really - maybe you're a mind reader? "So where ever you stand You are always on the other side Lost in a dream somewhere" I told someone just the other day that I seem to have been "somewhere else" all my life but as for the dream, that's fairly recent. Your words are a gift to be treasured unlike the "metaphorical goulash" I've been accused of writing - it's true though - sigh! It's inherent!  Luv back to a very special lady with thanks! |
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