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Posted: 11/30/2008 4:29:29 PM | quietly brought here from 6 Lines or Less...and honoring whoever wrote the last two lines, though can't remember where I heard them before...??.....
feel a closeness here
that's bittersweet
hearts opening
but miles to go
before we meet
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Posted: 11/30/2008 6:23:37 PM | finally, the true line comes to me that caused some fear I had plagiarized it...
the original line is, of course, 'miles to go before I sleep'.....
I just adapted it to apply more to the dilemma of getting close to people here
but with distance, meeting in person is not likely to happen
because so few, if any, live near......
and now, perhaps it's time to go back in time, once again,
and find some other bits and pieces and bring them here....
starting with more of LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
10/8/2008
don't say you know they'll be the best
or tell them it's a test
of their love for you
or yours for them.....
don't tell them they're the one
if you only just met them
and don't move in with them
if anything does not feel genuine
............
reaching the pinnacle of we
is it real or fantasy?
could it actually be
fantasy and reality become one?
daring to think it can be done
allowing imagination to run free
bringing it into manifestation
and see where creation takes me
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10/12/2008
when I fell down on my backside
as I was trying to glide
I wished then I could hide, but instead
he sat down by my side
and together we laughed 'till we cried
then he glanced at me
and I knew our destiny
our next dance would be....in bed
............
I dove into his ocean
which carried me eagerly out to sea
where we both set sail
flying free
yet no masts were needed
for the power of our energy
carried us deeper and deeper
until we touched eternity
.............
and slip into our dreams
carried in the night sky
the way the owl flies
with sharp focused eye
watching over the world
and when one wakes
next to your sleeping beloved
joy fills your soul like a halo of gold
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where those feelings of closeness were never felt
or when one needed protection
no parents were about
and instead of being praised
one would scream and shout
the other occasionally take off their belt
and use it as dr. spock ok'd
so to grow up and find parents remorseful and loving you so
really helps balance everyone's sorrow and brings love into tomorrow
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10/13/2008
just thinking about it makes me hot
but rotting in jail with no clothes to curtail
the jeers and glares of the inmates' stares
never mind all the horrors she'd heard she'd have to endure
gave Sally enough fear to run away
and not be lured into Andy's fantasy.....
so maybe again he'll find next year
another to play truth or dare
.............
I have a cliche', but won't bother
for they all tend to sound like child's play after a while....
I dare you to put all judgement aside
and see we're all balancing precariously
on this roller coaster ride....
I dare you to repeat this brilliant line one more time....
that in the end,
'its just the beginning of the message we send'
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10/14/2008
then do stuff to you that's really shocking
like take all your toys away
and give them to others worthy of play
who'd appreciate them with true gratitude....
this is what happens to people with attitude
so start planning now on making amends
learn that in life, receiving gifts really depends
on being humble and grateful right to the end
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10/15/2008
I missed my friends of the sea
walking with me upon that shore........
a temporary gap in our community
but not forevermore......
sometimes quiet solitude is what you need
to be ready for what's next in store......
so welcome back now that you're free
to see love radiating through every pore......
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you get the lump of coal
yet with enough lumps
a fire we behold
and as santa comes when it's cold
lumps of coal may hold
the gift of heat
so very needed
to warm his feet
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10/16/2008
just grab some glow sticks....and off to the rave we will go :)
and on the way perhaps we'll pick up some more people
and maybe we can stop in the city to see the latest art collection
by then we might be hungry so something to eat would be a treat
and as it's a beautiful night perhaps
take a walk to see the city's light
oh wait, a rave did you say?
let's play there another day! :) | |
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Posted: 11/30/2008 6:46:21 PM | more catching up from last line, first line of 8 lines....
10/17/2008
my self to you I bequeth
and today it feels I beseech
you to let it go....let me go
my mind must stop
this pain in my heart
it's up to me to make a fresh start
and release myself or else......
the pain could go on endlessly
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10/18/2008
makes your chest sound not so hollow
especially when it's filled with sorrow
which can tend to take over
sometimes carrying into tomorrow
one can choose to hold on to this pain, or
sometimes the best course of action
is to let go and follow your heart again
into the arms of a new attraction
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10/19/2008
Any suggestions on what to do?
perhaps it's best
when you've taken a test
and felt unrest
to speak with honesty
especially
when you wish to share
if you care about him or her
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10/22/2008
he sure knew how to play the game
and I knew he was playing with me
but I was a willing participant
choosing my path responsibly
knowing my lessons of eternity
were coming through with his company
as his lessons he'll also see one day
sometimes the blessings are time delayed
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So let not the times determine
that which defines who you are
instead simply be
and see
the essence is really
so truly you ever deepening
they say we are what we seek
be the love we wish to receive
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A life that is both loving and kind
can be what makes living divine
a treasure chest overflowing
with all that keeps us glowing
And if one can be forgiving
and forgiven too for all that we do
that would be truly wonderful
for no one can be loving and kind all the time
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10/24/2008
Had I my druthers then loving works for me
where warm arms dispel the slight
warm bodies cuddle in the night
poetic words taking shape as we write
carrying us like wings in flight
soaring over land and sea freeing me
to pay attention to what I say and be
for loving is what works for me
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10/25/2008
lovers part in search of sunnier weather
some will stay yet some still wander
over yonder fields of gold
silver, copper, moutains bold
buried treasure they still hold
lovers wishes to unfold
lighting darkness in the night
love's delight in truth behold
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a doctor will fix you when you bleed
if it's something that needs fixing physically
at least temporarily
but to fix a wound of the heart or spirit
'fraid they seem to only add salt to it
yes some miracles with their care do unfold
but more often than not, their treatment is cold
and their patients i see prematurely grow old
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if you have the time to tell and show
how much love you hold
then i am sure to follow
for you are my mirror and i am yours
so when i see your heart's delight
it reflects my own
sending loving energy
around this writing home
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10/26/2008
let's get real about the smell
when rain falls where grasses dwell
a skunk struck by a car
the smell will linger long and far
and yum when peppers and onions fry
after cutting them brings tears to my eye
freshly baked bread smells overwhelmingly good
but it's nothing compared to a bluebell wood
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10/27/2008 ooops.....forgot I was on the 8 line thread this time.....
we must rely on romance
and not just leave it to chance
but trust we can make a stake
in our own happiness
trusting it's real and not fake
so if we start with us
and find love for ourselves
in a humbling kind of way
then they say it's not long
before we are finding love with another
that's right and strong
romantic love that makes you want
to hug and kiss and share the bliss
that comes with all the fun
you can get up to when you finally find
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Posted: 11/30/2008 6:58:21 PM | continuing from where I left off.....
10/29/2008
you even like the looks of a garbage pile
maybe if your rose tinted glasses were really strong :)....
though wearing them you must be careful or
you might miss it when something is wrong....
yes, when you finally the one (if there is such a person)
at least the one who's meant to be for now
it will be someone you see lovingly
and those rose tinted specs will not be necessary
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we're done paying the terrible cost
god i wish that was true
now our world is at a terribly loss
and no matter how rosy we might see
the truth is definitely
breaking through our naivety
but are we done paying the cost?
i fear we've only just begun to pay
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10/30/2008
shining forever more
brilliant than the day before....
there's a light
that's so bright
it can be seen night or day
whether skies are sunny or grey......
it's an eternal light....
truly an amazing sight
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11/1/2008
some for them to borrow
but surely haven't we already borrowed
too much from tomorrow?
talking about our consumption at this rate.....
we're using and abusing all we can find
thinking our resources are infinite
but they definitely are on the decline
so shouldn't we plan for the future before it's too late?
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With... a barely choked out rasp that softly says, We told you so...
Tomorrow's world is a place we may not know
if we don't remember preservation is crucial......
and with so many with nothing, our waste piles grow ever higher
with nowhere for it to go
without contaminating what's left of our clean land or water.....and what about our air?
when are we going to realize, without land, trees, water, air and earth's protective atmosphere
we really don't stand a chance of surviving here
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11/3/2008
the sports bars are a-burning
they have stopped people yearning
for anything outside of the unity they find
within those walls now on the decline
or incline, depending on how ya look at it
for with the present state of things
people in isolation feeling a desperation
are using anything as a path to intoxication
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for the last eight years i've been trying
to get used to living here after living away
for the previous twenty in the UK.....
now i realize i was not alone
for it seems everyone's been struggling
and losing their lives one way or another
while our leader played with smuggling
very dangerous and expensive toys
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11/4/2008
to teach generations to come
this is not the way it should be done
living for now taking all that we can
forgetting it's eating away what we need in the land
never mind how empty so many's lives are
it's hands that you see here now begging across the country
with nowhere to live....we have learned just how far it can go
when we just take and not give
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A heart left unstated has no reason to know
why a smile starts to show watching deer in the meadow
or bats in the moon's shadow as they fly to and fro......
A heart left unstated has no reason to know
who's lives have seen pain and are suffering so
nor why we must take responsibility in order to grow.....
To only ever want to receive just is not reality....so
start with the heart and stop dividing into duality
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11/5/2008
^not easy to follow with that ending line! :)
who pioneered epistles to xuatico
anyone who pioneers inspiration and truth
is someone who commands respect in my book
a lot like this new presidential outlook
it's never easy to make great change
to turn things around for the long term range
the present is bleak and the future looks worse
at least there's a chance now to end the curse
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who cares if your late
part of me gravitates towards a need
to be free when no one's waiting for me
but then i can see where that might lead....
a life that would be quite solitary except
when i'm working or parenting or dancing or writing
or gathering with like minded and hearted people spiritually....
actually, life is quite extraordinary with no time to feel lonely
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11/6/2008
and to matter and make a difference
ahhh.....yes.....and.....
to love and be love and be loved
is really what it's all about
and it is something worth shouting out!
you ask about a horror write?
oh that was only due to an invitation
to say something spooky on a spooky night
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so get drunk and dance and get off you butt.....
i'm pondering how you can dance and not get off your butt.....
and if you're really drunk, how you can do either? :)
but, seriously, there's a surge of joy rising in the humanity near me
perhaps it's my projection of what's going on internally
or maybe it's pure fantasy.....
and yet it seems that the hopes and dreams of many
are finding their way back to our reality
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11/8/2008
hummed a little, then found a rhyme
that he noted then declaimed with modest brevity.....
yet written here means
it will stand the test of longevity
and be around a long time....
if only the written word
could manifest as easily
in reality
............
so we stopped for a coffee and a bite to eat
and then I laid it at his feet
life could be so sweet
if we wanted it to be
for it's up to us
where our dreams take us
putting our hearts into all we do
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Posted: 11/30/2008 7:02:44 PM | Coal, and other useless silly ryhmes....
'Coal'
Lump of coal
Never stole
In the hole
Suppressed whole
Diamonds in the rough
Pressured, tough
Shined buff
No fluff
Lol! Enjoy your wit WeAre1!
Write on. | |
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Posted: 11/30/2008 7:13:58 PM | 11/9/2008
(ooops...forgot it was an 8 line....well, please accept it as a double post then :)
what life is about
is it not for each to discover
or re-discover
what it is about love
that we find with another
that can sometimes smother perhaps as a mother
but always to see it's a built-in gift
given to humanity
what life is about
is it not for feeling it's love that brings laughter
and that what we're really after
when we seek love outside
as it takes us on a wild ride
is to realize we really are what we seek
so we must look within and start
to feel all the love that is within our heart
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I will be all I am
and all I can be to you within myself
for that is all I can ever do
as I know that is all you can do also....
for we are perfect just as we are
don't need extra praise or a gold star
simply knowing we are eternal takes us so far
beyond the constraints of this one reality....
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shake off the the fungus, lets de-moss it
and if it's really no good, let's just toss it
unless it's the kind that grows naturally
on the moors in England and farmyards in this country.....
but then that's another blast from the past
that came and went with me real fast....
yup, there's only one bug that ever stayed long
and it's not suprisingly the one just this week that was voted on
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11/10/2008
faster than lightning in and out of reverse
then without warning she'd shift into first
and let out the clutch with such a force
my poor body didn't know of course
she was just rearing up to go like a horse
to run wild and free like she had to be
taking me with her on her crazy journey
last time I let her drive my ferrari
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11/11/2008
no need to ever look back
for all you would do is back track
and what's the point of that?
and yet, don't ever forget either
all you've gone through for neither
will they forget you.....
forgiveness is a great clue.....
otherwise your track will follow you
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11/13/2008
emotionless
the ultimate of apathy
on the outside
might not reflect
what's going on inside
for we may be very happy
but it just doesn't show....
sometimes stillness is bliss
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11/14/2008
That he ripped her lace that night instead of mine
made me almost change my mind
but I told myself it was just not my time then
to be with him
Still he had me with his sensual charm
until my bells finally started to alarm
when he turned to my brother's face
and ripped his lace instead of mine :)
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wishing he could score a goal
and not just of the female kind
but with a male was what I had in mind
when I wrote that line
but it's also true
that had he torn my brother's lace
or face due to his anger
I'd see, instead of charm, danger
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Its mine !...is that clear
Giggling now, I am here,
Thank you Thorb
for your good cheer.....
laughter is so dear
and it's free,
so won't use the excuse can't afford.....
One world, one heart, one spirit....one orb.....
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Posted: 11/30/2008 7:18:54 PM | 11/15/2008
....in his mistress's arms
he loses his rounds
of ammunition
for without his gun
he's really more fun
if only your heart could feel
how much he hurts when
he is sent in to close the deal
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He grimly faces another day alone
wondering where's the light that shone
just yesterday when he could see clearly
the blessings of his life with certainty
But today the light changed and the shadows took hold
knocking him off balance, leaving him out in the cold
letting his doubts unfold as it became a rainy grey day
thinking he's really getting too old for thinking this way
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11/17/2008
And once showed me a misty, mountain town through golden trees.
and then, instantly, we were travelling down a river
on a boat that seemed to glide effortlessly
I was in awe of him and yet listened carefully.....
He showed me the golden trees bending so beautifully into the water
and then he climbed one to show how strong it could be
holding his weight but still bending so softly
he said this was what we are....the strength and softness of a tree
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11/18/2008
now he says "Carpe Diem"
and boy is that idea on display
everyday in this country!
but not by all, though many feel this way....
seize the day I hear you say?
why? you might reply in play -
'for there may not be many more after today'....
and yet, saving for tomorrow is still a good idea anyway
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11/19/2008
I'm transported there somehow
energy piercing like rainbows of light
colours shimmering especially bright
so glad I'm seeing this miracle while in flight
For it really is the most amazing sight
that fills my soul with utter delight
as I imagine what it would be like
to be in the Aurora Borealis at night
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11/20/2008
Moments lost in repose belie the life renewed
or can lead to a renewal of life
for doesn't repose give us a code
to ease the stress and the strife?
Don't we need to rest in order to survive
the apparent urgency of life to which we rely?
My mind struggles with this concept for it is late....
perhaps I need to rest and give myself a break.
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watching the young girls play
could easily get carried away
and then they'd surely run away
afraid you're thinking of mating....
for sometimes we are misunderstood
when trust has been thrown askew
so be careful to just look but don't touch
or they're gonna get their daddy's after you!
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11/21/2008
Bite at the apple and head on to hell
unless in wisdom you wish to dwell
for seeing is believing
when you live in Eden
Now, do you believe everything in the bible?
Me thinks that part was written
just to get peoples' attention....
paradise just can't be hell
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Posted: 11/30/2008 7:21:27 PM | ..............
11/22/2008
still captured somehow and holding their power
love is found deep within our hearts at any hour
doesn't matter if we have another to share
necessarily
for when you're in state of heart felt care
love comes out of you spontaneously
and touches all who are near
or dare to get closer
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11/23/2008
its hard to maintain that goal of world peace
when my doubt takes hold
and the grip of pain in my brain and heart
start tearing me apart and dividing me from humanity
until I remember to breath and let it be
until I can see it's not all up to me
until I can finally relax and let me be free
to trust it all will work out as it is meant to be
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finding more joy and fading chagrin
to live more like children
letting joy be your destiny
and hearts and minds open
for children are truly
the essence of humanity
they laugh, cry and run free
reminding us how to be
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or drink straight from the jug
of life's beauty as the snow falls
covering the world
in a white blanket from above
i'll bundle up and take a walk
feeling the flakes land on me
then gather wood fallen from where it stood
and make a fire to sit beside and watch its beauty
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11/25/2008
'cause I've gone out the door
to go jump in the puddles
and sing in the rain
and when the snow's here
I'll go dancing
under the full moonlight
reflection lit so bright
it will be a magical night
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I see it all and won't blink
in a trance-like think tank
my eyes are glued open
but they are blind to see
for it's when I close them
that inspiration comes to me
and vision rises from inside of me
telling me to open them and see reality
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Posted: 11/30/2008 9:28:10 PM | The Train Journey...Last Station
Posted: 11/30/2008 11 42 PM
loved the 'Last Station'.....found the first half earlier, and then just discovered delightedly you had continued it......
powerful writing T....can tell it took you on a journey to write it....thank you for sharing it. makes me wonder......
If there were a last station, for me,
one where we really went to or back to
our garden of eden or heavenly kingdom,
I imagine it would be not altogether
so terribly different than yours....
Only I can see in my imaginary fantasy
woods and oceans and streams and gardens
of such magnificant beauty, as you wrote,
quite overwhelming to me on some level,
and yet exactly as I can imagine
the most exquisite beauty possible
If there were a last station, for me,
that was this heavenly, I imagine
there also would be my friends and family
going back as far in time as is possible
and also going forward too....
all gathered to welcome me home
for I think in eternity is all those
we've loved and who have made
an impression on us in our lives
and travelled with us forever....
So to have them all there
in one place would be truly heavenly....
To realize every single one
even those you thought you had hurt
and cursed and you thought
could and would never forgive...
to realize they are there
with the most loving expression
and heart feeling you could ever
be so blessed to be with....
So heaven for me would be
to realize all of life really was a dream
a set, a play, and we all played our parts
so very well, so unbelievably well,
we forgot we were acting....
If there was a last station, for me,
it would have every single pet
I've ever had by my side
even briefly.....home with me
again, finally.....
And it would have every single
baby I've ever been mother to
and were with me, even briefly,
home with me again, finally.....
And it would have all my mothers
and all my fathers and all my
sisters and brothers, all my
sons and daughters,
all my teachers,
and all my lovers......
Somewhere in my heavenly fantasy
my thoughts lead me to almost imagine
my family would actually be
all of humanity there with me
dancing and playing music
loving and laughing
hugging and crying
drawing and sighing
and mostly, as I walked around
and greeted each one
as they greeted me
the love surrounding us all
feeling it course through us
both seeing the source
and also being the source
would be utterly and completely
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Posted: 12/1/2008 1:10:58 AM | .....since it was described your affection for the rendering, I thought I might present it here....
...more mindless wanderings, without ryhme or reason....
'Last Station'
Slowing, the train rythym was felt, and the vestibule was prepared
Opened door, plate lifted, secured, exposing the stairs of the coach
Flawless blue was the sky, candy floss melting in wisps of pleasure
Plumes of delight observed, the conductor standing in the doorway
Observed he suited in black, the little station, to a backdrop of invitation
Snow peaked mountains, contrasted with green foliage, under cloudless sky
The platform was pristine, weedless, and the ballast was the colour of pure snow!
Easing into the station noislessly, the conductor gave a practised wave to the head end
Confidently stepping off, on the platform, the step box was placed, nonchalant ease
The passengers disembarked, and each was greeted with smile, and smiles all returned
This station was unfamiliar, however, although the line well travelled, experienced
Small the station, well maintained, painted fresh shimmering
Flowers burst forth in a plethera of colour, expressing free pleasure
Passengers now upon their own journeys, the conductor reflected deeply
This stop was not at all familiar, and entered he into the station
Personed by the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, he was greeted warmly
Soft skin with bright eye, the agent smiled in contented confidence, warmly smiling
'You have been expected. You have journeyed a long time on this line.' Smiled Agent.
'Along the pave stone path, you will find your way to the main office.'
As bid, I walked along the pave stones, the destination was obvious
White, shimmering with a mountain backdrop was a towered building, like a castle
The walk was relaxing, invigourating: it astounded me to see wild creatures so relaxed
Abundandt, without any fear, dear grazed upon the lush grasses, unafraid
With litle concern, I was surprised to see a wolf trotting toward me, feared I
Astounded to find the wolf to lick my hand, and I permitted to stroke the soft fur
At the black ironed gate, noislessly opened, spendours of lush green lawn greeted
Fountains cascaded water, flowers bloomed along the gold coloured stones of path
Child like creatures played freely, and creatures wild were tamed
My heart beat wildly, and I began to feel fear, yet astonishment at what I witnessed
Stones of pure white, solid, massive made up the castle building, I at the entrance
Polished woods of cedar made up the door, and it too opened noislessly
White marble shone upon the floors, and the walls were decorated in purples and gold
It was spectacular! The palace was filled to capacity, and at the centre sat One
Approaching, fear gripped me in heart, yet I was compelled to contine forward
The figure at centre had white hair flowing, yet skin youthful, timeless unaged
Face was bright like the sun, and eyes of bright orange fire, that I could not look upon
Beautiful creatures, the like I have never seen sat around this figure, in adoration
My lower lip began to tremble in fear, as I stopped, I knealt down on the floor
Words unspoken, yet my life was before me, known, somehow: good, bad, indifferent
Quaking in fear, a hand was felt upon my shoulder, and I opened my eyes
Without footwear, I observed feet the colour of bronze beside me
I was compelled to rise, and I did so. Comforted, though words unspoken
One of Majesty and eye, I could now look at: love that encompassed indescribeable!
Suddenly, child like again, all fear evaporated, and I returned to the garden!
Playing childlike, with like minded children, in freedom of abandon contented!
Schedules evaporated to the timeless music beating to drums unheard
Rythyms poetic, natural, concerns consumed dross, in love's intense fire!
(edit post: the writing was intended to speak of all that lost, desired: family, pets and idealisms of depth dissappointed by, desired in idealism. Hinted also was the freedom in spirituality, and appreciation of simplicity in creation. Ever recognizant in my failings to present my feeling and thought to understanding, perhaps I had kindled some inspiration in that regard? That would be most self absorbed and presumptious, wouldn't it?) | |
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Posted: 12/1/2008 3:23:38 PM | ahhh...thanks T for posting it here...and yes, sir, you kindled inspiration... please feel free to re-kindle whenever you like.......
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Posted: 12/1/2008 7:37:00 PM | bringing over from I don't care what you write......just written...
'that night'
sitting in front of a fire
fourteen years ago
I am pregnant
and something in me
knows the father
has left our life
and will not return....
I am heartbroken
and angry
shocked
and feeling abandoned....
I am gazing into the fire
tears running down my cheeks
I give into the pain
rocking, crying, begging
for someone to help me....
I am gazing into the fire
tears filling and overflowing
from my eyes
seeing the flames of the fire
through my tears.....
then out of nowhere
I realize there are
tiny rainbows everywhere.....
I am gazing at the fire
feeling the beauty
of what my eyes are seeing
and suddenly I am crying
from a feeling of
overwhelming joy.....
I honestly think I broke
the pain barrier that night
and came through
the other side
for in that moment
I felt more blessed
than at any other point
in my life | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 4:11:53 AM | written this morning on First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
separating it from that daily grind ride
taking off the veil and really using your eye
to see the whole picture and the detail too
for there is so much to marvel and view
if you really wish to......
the light of the sun as it hits the crystal
sending rainbows dancing on the wall
or watching the beauty of a fire burning tall
feeling its heat warming you all.....
notice the shadow below as a bird flies above
and the thoughts in your head when you're in love
the feelings from your heart skipping a beat
when dancing in pairs, a lightness in your feet.....
watching with awe the beauty of a sunrise
and equally as it sets over sea
part of the marvel gracing this shore
for the blessings of life are these and so much more
inviting us to open our eyes and not miss the beauty
for it is when seeing from being one can feel our unity | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 4:49:36 AM | washed ashore from this morning's 'I can be'....
memory of the sea
in the sea
feeling me
being tossed
and tumbled
like a pebble or shell
pulled down and caught
in a wave that felt like hell
no chance to catch my breath
holding on as it rolled me
around and around
feet not touching ground
this, my memory from
when I was a child
playing in the sea
at first feeling free
and then, suddenly
caught in this wave
and praying for safety
finally, as I found a way
to come up for air
and relief filled me
I realized how scary for me
and powerless I can be
compared to the sea | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 5:33:44 AM | bringing home from bird on the wire's 'Songs of Love and Hate'....
song of love....Flight of the bald eagle
Flight of the bald eagle....
One day the bird awoke
and realized he was
completely featherless
utterly naked
bare bird skin showing
white pearlescence glowing
wrinkles and bulges
now completely revealed
so he went to the bird doctor
and said, hey, what's the deal?
what can I do to
re-grow my feathers
now so few?
And the doctor said
my dear bird
it's not what's on your head
that shows your beauty
but what comes through
from inside of you
So just continue to be
who you are internally
and I'm sure one day
you'll see your feathers
will grow back
even more beautifully
And so the bald eagle
did as the doctor said
and every day
he worked on seeing
the beauty of everybody
and as his heart grew
so, indeed, his feathers
did too.....all except
for the top of his head
to stay bald instead
as a permanent reminder
of what the doctor had said | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 11:06:24 AM | homeward bound from 6 Lines or Less....
10/14/2008
angels busy sending love
to all who are open to receive
and willing to give it unconditionally
for those with the greatest need and believe
the ripple effect travels far and wide
touching all from deep earth through the vast sky
............
10/13/2008
it's not need, it's want
don't we have much too much already?
we're bursting at the seams with things
misguided fulfillment of dreams
fairytale delusions of living like kings
all the while our debt is mounting
............
10/12/2008
you're my sister......and i miss you
wondering who you were
and what life you would have led
my sister who was never born
or allowed to live and love with me
one day i know we will meet
............
10/11/2008
awww....my heart fills with joy
upon hearing you've found a boy
or a man
who touches your heart
as only he can
.............
10/10/2008
here in the night
from sleep i wake
reading words others write
strong feelings they create
in my soul a wish i make
that suffering was not our fate
............
10/9/2008
here the rain falls
with a warm breeze
making wet leaves
fall from trees
and settle on everything
a day to forgive and be forgiven
..............
10/8/2008
a new day
the sky still a darkened grey
working newest job today
would be a miracle
if it was not stressful
like my day off yesterday
.............
10/7/2008
funny thing about age.....
the older i get
the younger i can be
almost like with the years
i am free to be my crazy me
and parts of me feel about twenty
.............
10/6/2008
it is the week to forgive and be forgiven
if you are of a certain religion
perhaps it could be compared
to confessing one's sins
as done weekly by Christians
but just once a year in Judaiism
............
sends us all back
to the end of the line
and says do it all again
and do it right this time!!!
............
10/1/2008
there was a time I'd turn away
for years and disobey
I'd say I'm doing it my way
then I found yesterday
I turned back and felt my soul
your way was like a sun's ray after all
.............
9/30/2008
still dark outside at 6am
son's alarm went off
but he has not arisen yet
guess I should softly go
and gently awaken him
a new day begins
...........
9/29/2008
dark and light are so relative
what brings fear for one
could be comfort for another
in my darkest moments
by staying present and not running away
the sun would eventually rise | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 5:58:55 PM | bringing over from tonight's first line, last line.....
time to wake up......
to gather again, enlightened
I so wish it was reality
and part of me believes
deep down, it is.......
and then part of me pleads
how can we be enlightened
when we seem so desperately
unenlightened? when there is so much duality?
how can we hurt ourselves
and each other so obviously
if we really know the truth of
how divine we all are, really?
and if we are such pure light
and love channelling energy
from above and below
then what is the purpose of our apparent evil?
I understand one can't have light without darkness
and there is blessing in it all
for they say it's all a divine paradox
and what we see may not actually be reality.....
and yet, we seem to suffer so much
that feels so real and truly messed up
so if it's all an illusion
at what point do we really wake up? | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 6:21:26 PM | I recall once I went to a website that was asking for specific poetry submissions, and they said to have a look at samples that had already been written. Yikes. The quality of THAT poetry was, well...let me just say that your verses make THEM look like George Bush trying to compose a sonnet! But the bad poetry gave me an idea, and I wrote a poem of my own which, until now, is unpublished:
Illusionist
Just because I know enough to
enjamb stanzas of rambling prose
does not make me
a good poet—perhaps not even a
poet at all—dragging your eyes from line to line
to see what I’ll say next; you want to see the next
part of the trick,
the magic that follows
my
misdirection.
And tangled in the skein of my
cheap illusion, you’ve lost
the words, perhaps the so-called “thought”
conveyed, if any at all existed.
Abracadabra! And you’ve been hoodwinked
with a slapdash
mechanical
scam. | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 7:56:42 PM | some just beautiful writes in here................wow..............
does a moment go by when it's not on your mind
ever,just for a second,come on...............ever
or does it smolder within you
with a white hot flame
looking to incinerate anything within reach
becareful of your distance
when you go for all you know
jump in there...............lock those lips
remember the silent,lonely,endless nights
and rejoice...................love has come again | |
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Posted: 12/2/2008 8:55:19 PM | jacques...thank you for posting your thoughts and your poem here.....
please share more if you feel so inclined....all are welcome here....
by the way....please know i'm not really a poet at all, just got inspired about three years ago from an online friend who wrote poetry.....
so I thought I'd try and write 'rhymically' and just see what came out of me......
besides, without a poetic structure, I tend to get carried away with words,
so this keeps me concise (usually:).....
a poet i'm not
but i do write from my heart....
seems the only place to start
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
and grizz......
welcome dear friend
'rejoice' indeed
'love has come again'
but then perhaps
it never left
always here
maybe not visible
nor invisible
just hidden
sometimes from view
waiting to come out
into the light again
and shine bright
for all of us
including
me and you | |
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| food for thought....or not...
Posted: 12/2/2008 9:28:22 PM | bringing over from riv's 'Short Poem (I guess).....including his title that I love....
The Truth in the Trees
Posted: 12/3/2008 12 49 AM
such a beautiful write, riv....
soaking up each drop....
you end with these
wonderful lines.....
"Now we've shed our leaves
Naked in truth we stand
Tell her she has to believe
In the truth of the trees"....
....for they are there
to help remind us
we can't do this all ourselves
that we are part of
an earthly and universal
community of reciprocity
a perfectly created
symbiotic relationship
with every thing
and every body
for energy can not be
isolated unless by
extreme force
so its natural way
is like water
flowing down a river
currents of energy
sometimes collecting
in little eddies
sometimes with great power
like the river rapids
which never let up
in any hour
we are the river
we are the water
we are the trees
and we are love
sharing our lives
like the leaves
that fall
and the breeze
that touches us all | |
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| food for thought....or not...
Posted: 12/2/2008 9:37:12 PM | ah.
<div class="quote">and the breeze
that touches us all
lol. ^^^ there's a classic example of the ignornace I display. Attempted to quote the last lines of the previous, it turns out like that. Lmao!
Inspired by those words, it was attempted to quote:
"and the breeze
that touches
us all"
expressions of the ballerina, dancing
boxing ringed trained, prancing
violinists, harp and winds wood
seeking acceptance, understood
figured skates, or hockey brawl
perhaps to bait fish with all
matters not, to desired expression spent
acceptance sought, is heaven sent
desired common is accepted appreciated
discourage, fought, against ill hated
breezes that do but touch us all
considered, importance of the fall
ignited fires, burning desire
not upon other's funeral pyre
pointed small, yet at large
of each our destiny in charge
failed not, effort expended
compassioned appreciation blended
symphony, dance or rock and roll
'tis but through life's park, that we stroll
De ja vous....Ol' Willie rides again...
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Posted: 12/2/2008 10:37:21 PM | it worked quite well, t!
thank you for posting
your poem so lovely.....
and you speak of you know who also....
seems perhaps the play ain't dead after all....
for I do believe it's the casting call of which we speak.....
maybe I'll go and have a peak and see just what you've been up to.....
but first, I really think I bettter sleep as it's getting quite late...so....good night.
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| food for thought....or not...
Posted: 12/2/2008 11:42:15 PM |
and you speak of you know who also....
seems perhaps the play ain't dead after all....
Well, no....not quite
Cheers!  | |
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