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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! 
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Yet, the rain still falls amid fall colors already dim. And I? I am the type who types poetry at dusk wrapping thoughts in decorative words, tied with images. Solitude, so sweet, silently washes away day noises. And, yet the rain still drops slowly upon my window pane. Crystalline drops mimicking tears disguising pain unseen; but no pain resides now in the dreams born of my mind. A lifetime of healing drifts amid poems written at dusk. Once, you held me captive, tied by your twisted thoughts. I was captivated by your desire to mold me. Your fingers smoothed me like pliable clay statues, formless while I continued to break the mold of your fantasy. Now, I am strong, unbroken, holding you ever captive; you are woven in a spider web of my poetic words. --- Alison |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Dear Alison, this is a special poem.. A lifetime of healing drifts amid poems written at dusk. For some reason, that's my favorite line  Well done, little shining star  |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Michael, I think it is mine too. Thank you. Alison |
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