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Posted: 7/31/2006 6:59:25 PM | Powerful Baron
And I loved the rhythm of this piece too
Really enjoyed reading it
thank you
And Kat?
The world is wearing
Her black velvet ball gown again
etc
Just gorgeous
Gentle, lilting and yet delivering its message
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| Big Kisses back atcha!! MWAH!
Posted: 8/1/2006 2:20:31 AM | holding a knife to my wrist, afriad to keep hold of the dead fish that I always manage to miss. breaking out of my shell afriad of hell, ringing bells in my head wont stop thinking of death as just another stop that I need to pass. deep inside wanting to cry breaking my wrists punching glass pissing blood and running with the wrong hoods, failed life of us all m-i-s-e-r-a-b-l-e. moving away from this mess, hoping to regress some of my emotions long enough to feel another breast, selfless land wont save me from the feelings im feeling. hoping to die soon, never can sleep or eat just missing the people I used to see. keep wishing myself to cry, never having enough fluid am I stupid, I wonder why. used to be something, now im nothing wishing for my life to become something for the mortitions, im wishing...  | |
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| Have a spiffy,super nifty day everyone :) :)
Posted: 8/1/2006 8:43:43 AM | Hiya everyone:)Its so wonderful to see you all.I havent been online as much lately,because its been so oppressively hot,you could fry bacon and eggs on the sidewalk here I just typed up a very long reply with personal comments regarding each of your poems/comments,,and cyber space managed to send it sailing into the great beyond somewhere Basically I had wanted to say thanks to everyone for your kind comments,awesomely heartfelt writes ,and just for taking the time to drop by and say hola.Yall rock.Have a spiffy kinda day ,Kat    | |
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Posted: 8/1/2006 8:53:21 AM | Suspended forever in time
Missing those moments so sweet and sublime
Day breaks, and makes a memory of it all
As summer reluctantly gives way to fall
Unforgiving is the chill
But brilliant are the colours
As painted trees sway frozen still
With the dying of another day
I listen to the wind
And marvel as the world sways
One lonely leaf hangs on
Where are the summers I once looked upon
Shades of cold metal grey
Have stolen them away
Rain taps me on the shoulder
And reminds me to dream
Maybe the world isnt as cold as it seems
To look at it I might think so
But that was long ago
In the pages of another book
A memoir,of paths I never took
The dreams I never gave a second look
But I hang on
Like the one lonely leaf
Silently sanctified by a sense of relief
The door closes behind me
As I begin to look ahead look
Some things are more beautiful
Left to our memories instead | |
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Posted: 8/1/2006 9:03:44 AM | Heres a quick spontaneous write....I have no idea what it will even be about yet,but thats the fun part of freestyling
Like some angelic prism
I held up to the light
Examining your hues
Like a rainbow taking flight
Admiring the brilliance
Of your colour woven web
Flowing like a painted river
that never seems to ebb
Such prismatic giftings
This world has bestowed upon you
I hope will paint your heart in strength
And joy always surrounds you :)
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| Have a spiffy,super nifty day everyone :) :)
Posted: 8/1/2006 9:29:42 AM | from "show me whatcha got" a new one
Didnt we do this before
Caught in lifes revolving door
Gazing down the sidewalk cracks
Searching for the days
Now painted smog smoke black
The buildings on the horizon
Reach heavenward and block the sun
This city limit lifestyle
Now somehow seems so worn
Like a diary forgotten
Its pages bent and torn
I miss the country choir of crickets
I miss how they made me feel reborn
Running barefoot in this river
Of a life meant to flow for someone else
Im a sunset on horizon
Of my former slowly setting self | |
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| Have a spiffy,super nifty day everyone :) :)
Posted: 8/1/2006 11:48:05 AM | It seems a pity you lost those comments you wrote and they got lost in the place of a spaced out cybernetic void of universal being. When I hate it when that happens.
AS for you above poem, that is sure some spiffy writing Kat.
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Poet—Unplugged
01 August 2006
Crumpled sheets
folded scent
A moment
beyond dream
Empty eyes
open heart
Plugged in
denial of depart
Morning after
that time of regret
Or the reality
of a night
never to forget
Crumpled sheets
soft and amour
Then comes the time
their daughter will be four
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 8/1/2006 5:13:29 PM | Kat--You brilliance shows through again, as your kindness always shows. Great writes as I enjoyed them tremendously.
Inside the bitterness that is the concrete jungle
The place where hopes and dreams are made and broken
Deep inside the hustle and bustle of life
There stands a tree unseen and of it, a word not spoken
Living a solitary existence
Only the diminishing hopes of staying alive
Feeling isolated and left alone
Remembering the bright and sunny days once he thrived
Dreams of old and thoughts of bold
When children climbed and played
And limbs were strong and roots were long
This is where the children stayed
In came man with machines and tools
And built the city to prosperity
And now the tree stands alone unnoticed
Filled with sadness and humility
All that lies in his eyes that cry
Is the occasional ray of light from the sun
As the leaves are dying for his last season
He weeps so sadly for he knows his end has come | |
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Posted: 8/2/2006 1:21:29 AM | 5573
Let Being Win
01 August 2006
To all those Carri’s
I have loved before
The one’s I didn’t know
To that heart made warm
her beauty in waves to adore
A happiness, a soul silence of fear
To this love, her desire
a lifetime of fullness in a year
To this one girl
by the name of Carolyn
Just because a human can race
Does God truly let being win
To the love of a life
then maybe another rhyme comes next
But was it right to consider such thought
given how that would be in outcome of text
“But he that is married careth for the things
that are of the world, how he may please his wife.”
1 Corinthians 7: 33 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 8/3/2006 10:54:14 AM | Heya Gents:)Its great to see you all here:) Christopher~I really dig your "crumpled sheets poem"It has such a spiffy flow to it..the other one is pretty groovy as well. Justdifferent~Thanks for sharing your fabulous poem here.I love the sentiment behind it.You never cease to amaze me with your talent Rory27~Shouldnt that be a ? Ill never forget when you set me straight that were not left and right handed"high fives" I cant believe I used to think that.Hope all is well with you Things have been busy round these parts:),but Ill try to swing by as often as I can.Thanks for your visits kids,Kat
memories harden when theyve had time to dry
Softened by the sunlight,tears and sighs
Just like an artists clay
The words we say the painted lies
Exist beyond the day
The moulding of souls
So grey and entangled
Spinning on a wheel
At the mercy of anothers hands
Their vision becoming more real
Then kilning your heart
The fire it seers
till theres nothing left to feel
tears are the glaze
That cover the soul
and make it all so real
You may have had your own vision for me
But mines only just begun
As I rise just like a phoenix
And waltz into the sun | |
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Posted: 8/3/2006 1:34:10 PM | Some one said to me some wonderful words in relation to floodgates and flow,
only my heart was in two places at the time, and this was what came out,
when those gates did indeed open
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Knight of the Moon
03 August 2006
As the floodgates open
upon a magical world
A place of love and lightening to strike
this amour and where it stands
heavenward to promise
An entry, a toll paid
that fee of eternity
This love of feeling
a deafness never silent
As across a globe
the sun does indeed shine
A lamp light of faith
upon a darkened void
For love was charity
faith was in her to savour
This day of being, a reign of passion
words, or understanding
Either way, all simply
carried upon the knight of the moon
“Praise ye him, sun and moon:
praise him, all ye stars of light.”
Psalms 148: 3 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares
And in honour of you above poem Kat, I feel I should add this one here as well, that I prepared earlier
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The Artist
03 August 2006
The artist, the picture, the painter
the picture upon the page
Each day, each year
another brush stoke to paint
Water and oil,
acrylic in the colour red
Each moment to think,
as the pigment upon
canvas does drink
Splashes of blue
colours of gold
A rainbow upon paper
the tale of the artist, all told
The picture, the painter
this medium called art
Each day, each year
another brush stoke to paint
“The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from
all over the place: from the sky, from the earth,
from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape.”
Pablo Picasso (1881 - 1973)
Spanish Cubist painter
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares
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| inspired by two
Posted: 8/3/2006 1:41:00 PM | My tears speak volumes..
Each droplet holds a lifetime..
of memories.
My laughter rings true..
and breaks through..
moistened cheeks.
My heart sings..
with a clear voice...
It sings a song..
for you.
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| spontaneous at least
Posted: 8/3/2006 1:48:41 PM | thanks dar for the inspiration
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A Mighty River
04 August 2006
Once there was an Ontario
a river of ancient flow
As to an abridgement
to those glaciers to create
When a thaw became warm
and lakes in droplets formed
Greater to the vision
God placed in provincial state
Huron to the west
Ontario to the east
While Superior did stand
high upon heights of Erie
Lake Saint Clair
and Detroit, Michigan
For once there was a mighty river
the Ontario to flow
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
(aka the non-Canadian/Canadian Poet)
a poet who cares
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Posted: 8/3/2006 6:56:02 PM | Looking at the man she once loved
Trying to figure out what went wrong
That special place in her heart
Now seems like he doesn't belong
A hole now remains in her heart
Where his love once resided
But one day it will heal
When the pain has subsided
She kisses him one last time
To see if that spark remains
But it vanished and she walks away
As her heart tears from all the strains
She can't stop the tears that flow
And she can't bare to turn back | |
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| Have a spiffy,super nifty day everyone :) :)
Posted: 8/3/2006 7:26:08 PM | Kat--As always, my friend, you are too kind. Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment. It is I that am always in awe of you.
Masterpiece painted on a paper sack
Using washable finger-paint
Eloquence hidden beneath simple words
Misspelled name does not the picture taint
A smile as lovely as a cool breeze
On a hot summer’s day
Eyes that promise a love forever
More truthful than words can say
A touch that comforts the body
And brings peace into the soul
An embrace that brings security
As tears flow out of control
True beauty hidden beneath the make-up
Soft skin with dreamed-of complexion
Masterpiece painted of pure heart and beauty
Only the flaw of immortality prevents perfection
A child with dirty fingers
Paint smeared across his nose
A patient mother running late for work
Posing for a picture before she goes | |
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| A parade of emoticons says it best:) :) LOL
Posted: 8/5/2006 9:03:39 AM | Hiya everyone:) Ive been mia for a bit because I had a not so spiffy run in with a spider.I never realized those little buggers could cause an allergic reaction like the one I ended up with Luckily all is spiffy and after a trip to the Dr's, Im feeling much better now :)I hope everyone is having a nifty weekend so far.Its a beautiful day for a bbq which is what Ill be doing later Hope yall have fun too:)Justdifferent~Do you mind if I make a copy of your poem?I cried when I read it.You rock and your writes really move me.Thanks for visiting. Angelpurrrs~How are you chica?I hope all is well.Thanks for sharing your heartfelt words.Heres a piece of cyber cheesecake just for you Christopher~I totally dig your verses Thanks for sharing them here..beautiful! Dar 50~Its so good to see your friendly face here again girlfriend I hope life is treating you well.We should catch up on the latest soon.Such a powerful write you posted.I absolutely loved itom~Thanks for popping in.Im glad you enjoy reading my thread:)Yours rocks my socks too Thanks for your kind words.Ok kiddies....have a groovy day.Love yas,Kat
Your words wash over me in waves of tranquility
Turquiose and brilliant crashing brightness
The sunlight filters in ...lustrious and inviting
Against my skin...Our thoughts blend
Together like pieces of a puzzle...connecting end to end
One by one we reach the place
Where understanding has been quietly slumbering
Undisturbed for years
This is the place
Ive hidden all my fears
Pice by pice they come unbound
At the bottom of an ocean of promises
Faling all around
Your thoughts wash over me in waves
Of understanding
The sheer joy of it all
Breathes new life into me
You can see what I see
A kindred soul who understands
Take my hands
And kiss my dreams
Reality is so much more than it seems
And silver stars
Crash against the sandbar
Built to keep the ships at bay
What did you say?
I hold a seashell to my ear
Words like a whisper become more clear
And my love for you
Bathes me in sweet nectared silence
Crashing like waves of undertstanding
Washing away all the pain
Thats now so far behind us
The lighthouse beckons in a songbirds cry
Like a beacon in the distance
A place of sweet nirvanna
As you and I playing ,splashing in this ocean
So filled with peace and loves devotion
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| "Let them eat cake" famous quote du jour:)
Posted: 8/5/2006 9:25:05 AM | Cake lyrics~never there
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch
I need your understanding, I need your love so much
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby, youre never there
On the phone long, long distance
Always through such strong resistance
First you say youre too busy
I wonder if you even miss me
Never there
Youre never there
Youre never, ever, ever, ever there
A golden bird that flies away, a candles fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
A golden bird that flies away, a candles fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby
Take the time to get to know me
If you want me why cant you just show me
Were always on this roller coaster
If you want me why cant you get closer?
Never there
Youre never there
Youre never ever ever ever there | |
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| A parade of emoticons says it best:) :) LOL
Posted: 8/5/2006 9:52:44 AM | | Kat--I am sorry to hear of that spider and I am glad that you are feeling better. Thank you for your kind words. I do not mind if you make a copy of the poem. I am glad that you think that highly of it. I believe that one is my favorite of the one's I have written. I enjoyed your above poem especially as it sounds so tranquil and mesmerizing. Enjoy your BBQ and have a good day for the remainder of this one and all of your tomorrows. | |
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Posted: 8/5/2006 12:44:00 PM | Unwanted and alone
She sits crying in the corner
No one seems to notice
As she thinks about her life
And all the pain she went through
She gets up off the floor
With tears flowing down her face
She grabs a knife from the kitchen counter
And says "ending my life would end the pain"
As she looks at her wrist
Her heart going thump....thump....thump
She takes the blade and cuts her wrist
Feeling the sharp pain that followed
The blood pouring from her wrist
And the darkness closing in
Her breath begins to slow
As she collapses on the floor
Thump....Thump......Thump............Thump
Her heart beats one last time
Her eyes closed in a forever sleep
Never to wake | |
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| A parade of emotions says it best:) :) LOL
Posted: 8/5/2006 3:10:20 PM | 5587
Verdite Angel
05 August 2006
She was a verdite angel
a pendant carved in love
The most beautiful in nature
her beauty all factored from God above
A verdite angel, in her
colour of polished green
Her beauty, her understanding
her heart, in all kindness to bare
Sure, they call it love
yet was love always fair
A feeling of love
a desire of wanting to share
A verdite angel, carved as if in stone
could this be love, was love true
Just to know, just to pray within a heart
and whisper those words to her
“I do love you”
Verdite: (A variety of Fuchsite) Fuchsite is a dark green variety of muscovite. It can have a
wonderfully dark emerald green colour that can have a beautiful sparkly shine if the crystals
are small. It is often found in compact masses with small crystals. The green colour is the
result of chromium impurities.
Verdite is the trade name for a green ornamental stone, primarily an impure Fuchsite mica
originally from North Kaap river, Kaap Station, South Africa. And consists primarily of Fuchsite
with minor Albite, Chlorite Group, Corundum, Diaspore, Margarite, Quartz, Rutile and Talc.
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 8/5/2006 3:49:46 PM | 5588
Enlightened Hearts
05 August 2006
When two hearts meet across a universe
when those hearts beat in a rhythm as one
Words only words, those of a poet to seek
those words, whispering of love
this love and the desire to seek
When two hearts climb
that ladder of love
And both meet on the wing
those words of love
both hearts do sing
For could it be love
an effect stolen over time
When clocks bare another name
this was love, or just a word in rhyme
When two hearts, unite to pray
and their words are in unison borne
Would this be true to endure
an enlightenment to understand
of two hearts, across a universe pure
The Prophet Joseph Smith (1805-1844) taught: “When you climb
up a ladder, you must begin at the bottom, and ascend step by step,
until you arrive at the top; and so it is with the principles of
the Gospel—you must begin with the first, and go on until you learn
all the principles of exaltation. But it will be a great while after you
have passed through the veil before you will have learned them”
(Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith,
selected by Joseph Fielding Smith [1976], 348).
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 8/7/2006 10:09:58 PM | 5595
Ponder in Growth
08 August 2006
Like mother and child
daughter and son
From that first day of birth
to each day as one
To take in the scent
and ponder in growth
This love so strong
unified in ways borne
For was it only love
that could answer
Those words sweet to hear
this love created in being
His eyes, her heart
a child’s beating breath
Heavenly, oh so heavenly
until separation remains
“Lest thou shouldest ponder the path of life,
her ways are moveable, that thou canst not know them.”
Proverbs 5: 6 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Hola everyone:)
Posted: 8/7/2006 11:22:19 PM | Hiya Kids.I hope all is just spiffy Justdifferent,angelpurrs,and Christopher...Thanks for dropping by with your comments and wonderful writes I havent written anything new in a few days,so I decided to come in here and wing it...here goes
Love envelopes us like the wind
Its hard to tell where it begins
Leaving gentle traces upon skin
As the day is wearing thin
Cloaked in a new face
This romantic grace
Counted in heartbeats
and precious feats
The things that lovers overcome
Before the rising of the sun
You wear pleasure with a smile
As we talk a while
Beneath entangled sheets
Eyeleashes flutter like butterfly wings
That coquetish look means many things
And draws you near,so free of fear
Your hands saturate me in memories
Of the day we first met
We hadnt touched eachother yet
But our souls had long ago embraced
In recognition of eachothers face
From some long lost distant shore
Id seen you there before
At the edge of my nightscape dreams
Your every bit as real it seems
And now Im falling yet once more
As love unlocks this precious door | |
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