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Posted: 8/15/2007 12:40:48 AM | when night comes
unfurling
spreading
its wings
over these
expansive skies
unto the depths
of our souls
time to unwind
but me
i seem somehow
to awaken
anew
when night comes
hot pavement asphalt
concrete
diminishing somehow
vaporous heat of desert's day
now i can begin
to melt back
unto and into myself
a cleansing
an exorcism
if you will
a release
unlike a climax
yet fulfilling
in a different
sort of way
tired
as eyelids become
heavy
routine takes over
as i go through
my own motions
and my own emotions
of this
my own singular night
when the night comes
regular attendance
to the particulars
of my me
brushing my teeth
cleansing then scented lotion
on my body
combing tendrils
finally slipping under sheets
fan whirring above
it sings to me
when the night comes
as much as
i adore these sunny days
i find myself still
awaiting autumn's rays
the cooling crisp air
when open windows
will allow gentle breezes
on tiptoes
covering me
enveloping me
soothing me
to new dreams
wondering
if you'll meet me
there
when night comes | |
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Posted: 8/15/2007 12:56:44 AM | you are something else
i was taken by your words
and that wonderful mind of yours
before hearing your voice
or seeing your eyes
you
with that brain of yours
so so so sessy
the tender things i see already
the unknown calling me
those eyes that smile
that quicksilver tongued wit
me
taking it all in
sighing and reeling
all the while realizing
you just might be
dangerous to me
as i'm still
regaining balance
licking these wounds
freshly stung
not even yet
having cried
maybe just maybe
there isn't anything
worth spilling tears
bitter, no
jaded, nope not me
well anyway, not yet
instead now
as i head off
to bedsit land
i'm feeling grace
sensing wonder
of what the new day
holds in store
and i know
everything's gonna be
better than just allright | |
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Posted: 8/30/2007 12:47:41 PM | as you might sense
lots going on right now
cch cch cchaannges
in this unfurling personal life
which is suddenly suprisingly
now screaming by so quickly
i'm hanging on and laughing
at the devil painted on the wall
internal data bytes pixellated dreams
download near complete
new drive to slave the other
catching all i needed to retrieve
syon007 indeed was only a poser
all those years ago sad little thing
clown dressed as a real man
desiring acceptance was he
too bad a seed to understand
droid void of personality
out of touch with reality
don't need a dsm to see
mmhmm this is a smile
playing now across my face
life is driving and hurrying me
(in this scene i'm playing me)
just at least momentartily
never a lasting condition
this too shall pass i whisper
smiling i'm setting my compass
goals to fulfill new beginnings too
just passed an eclipsed full moon
birthday celebration for a princess
dj synth made musical twister
a more than funny thing
pasta and dulces yummy
pictures taken with the digi
always and forever to be in my mind
like family but better; chosen kindred
we always have a nice time
possibility of a new roommate
definitions to be drawn
examined reexamined and verbalized
as angels present and curious
unlimited amounts of energy
infinite possibilities positive
and then, well there's that one
particularly interesting man
still deciphering if veritas mode
means the same to him as me
as life unfolds we'll see
no not the one far across the pond
that sent a cheque oh please
and yes imagine this
such lack of tact, sending his
bright pink book on hot sex
as if i need a primer?!
makes me sigh n roll my eyes
wotta waste of rotted mind
him thinkin he's so hip but
methinks in such an
UNtragecically hip deceptive sort of way
please forgive the wordplay
the voice is nice but oh
his intent is cyber creepy
can't he deduce i ain't playin
after finding out what i did
simply cause i ain't interested
another tossed into the wake
cheque not returned via par avion
just being scrutinized
encryption becoming clearer
my data secure bank account digits
not given out freely as some feed the birds
some people's UK children seem
to have lost their p's and q's and clues
pretense of pretext never much to say
always wanting wanting wanting
too much more than i could give
reminds me of a clinging vine
i'm not handing out green cards
it takes time to learn someone
or not nes ce pas?!
a current image not displayed
an attempt to be clever laughed at
a faux made up job very telling
now bristol ain't my cuppa tea
me preferring huntington
quaint wistow or london even
c'est la vie; like squeeze asks:
now is that love?!
same whispered voice again
returns resoundingly, uh no sorry...
nor one that drives a black shiny beamer
his pride and joy a favorite toy
that local deceptive fisherman
married but says he isn't so convincingly
guided by his pole which leads him
into far too many waters, never happy
with himself most of all sad, eh sdf?
bad speller with crumbling teeth
gnarly hairs trailing from ears
rounded goatee always misshapen
and those toes, cannot ever go there
deceptive puppeteering posturing pretending
promises to the sky but never to fruitition
lies lies lies lies they're gonna getcha!
the thompson twins they know
his pandora's box too revealing
what an excellent program
no matter the cost far worth it truly
and it's good to know the truth
and follow my own creed and credo
craigslist account aww poor thing
this mind needs more than simple
body pleasures it requires
strong intellect to banter with
to share and grow with
strong integrity knowing
a word is one's bond
oh but thank you so much
for the beautiful boquet
such a suprise he charged
days after my birthday
despite the latest newest ink
forget honesty bravery and integrity
they all failed him oh so long ago
then he chose to fail me too
character is a very telling thing
shame on me for once believing
as he sips that starbucks oh please
6$ for a cuppa joe surely still
as he weaves his magic lies
looking unblinking into other's eyes
all the while stringently denying
his own entourage of pink elephants
trampling throughout his life
he blacks out at strip clubs
let this once naive woman pay
for his coworker's birthday gift
green label patron and oh so graciously
accepted hearty thanks unflinchingly
forget berlin & martinis @ the onynx bar
forget the last flowers i sent to your office
to cheer you during your "audit"
forget the last concert i paid for
and i'll forget the pictures on your cell
and the numbers on the phone you gave me
and the emails in several accounts
it's amazing what women will tell another
please forget anything i ever gave you
once upon a time in a place not far away
my integrity my bravery my heart even
say bye bye house being foreclosing upon
struggling to keep up outward appearances
with a house stenching of dirty laundry
& sweat of those, the undead going nowhere
leach of all leaches paralyzed in their own mind
hidden viagra aggenda but a temporary fix
those who chose to never tell the truth
will never recognize it for what it is, either
young man of deception and falsehood
life will never be what or all that it could
because your word isn't what it should
be for you or me or her or she or even he
but mostly for yourself no dignity
end of thisrant, fin
the pheonix renewed shall rise again
as does the sun each and every day
in similar yet different beautiful new ways
take no prisoners they can't weigh you down
if they struggle in the rushing wake
so much to do oh so little time
having set a new state standard
passing anticipated silver
instead proudly receiving gold
LEEDS project now completed
all my many pix taken
for an architectural award
all safe and secure thanks to satellites
i do adore my work work work
putting out the fires
with flame throwing pyro
caustic tongue techniques
new tower for octavius
a whole new way of thinking
and action beckoning
as autumn is just round the bend
sedona is calling me
to relax and just breathe
i intend to take full and complete
advantage of this long weekend
and sedona at the end of september
a road trip to anticipate might just be
exactly what i want and moreso
it might just be exactly what i need | |
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Posted: 8/30/2007 3:52:54 PM | Wishing for an endpoint
that seems will never come
While I flail about daily
just muddling through, really
Talk to me
Help me see
There is a reason
to stay
One more season | |
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Posted: 8/31/2007 12:31:41 AM | The sun is hot in the desert sky
Baking the earth running it dry
Life’s trust broken away
A heart that longs love to stay
Take the time learning your lines
Exploring the earth and exploring their minds
Patience a word…a stumbling action
Take your time there will be no reaction
For if a heart is tender and true
It will take the time learn all about you
For the earth spins, never a hurry
Your mind again will never know such fury
It’s just like I have come to know
Tucked in the stars in a gentle stow
Waiting in time for the perfect night
To flow into your eyes a beautiful sight
So sit back and enjoy this desert side bar
It’s closer than you think but never so far
Look to the sky and see into the dark
Streaking the sky a beautiful spark
Traveling through time to your very heart
Patience, curiosity a beautiful start
So sip your drink in this desert side bar
Look to the sky beyond the stars
Wait in patience for your guiding light
And don’t give in without a fight
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Posted: 9/3/2007 6:49:04 PM | lucid lucid
always more than
a plethora
of reasons
to ask you
to stay more than
just a season
you must find it
within yourself
if you really
want to know
no one wants
to see you go
we cherish you
so many here
you surely realize
to so many of us
we find you dear
triple here i leave
a big thank you
for stopping by
leaving your lines
touching me
helping me see
so nice to see you
every time you shine
this desert bar
has been long deserted
almost closed up shop
so much going on
but always comfort
you leave behind
i dunno if you realize
what a special friend you are
i'll think of you tonight
when i look up at the stars
wishes to you
that all is better than well
thankful for you
a friend perhaps far
but not in mind nor heart
thank you for being
who you always are
you're welcome here
anytime i hope you know
it's in your heart already
i don't have to tell you so | |
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Posted: 9/3/2007 11:14:11 PM | Ah A Place for novices this is the site for me
to write what you feel, to feel what you see
the way we say our unborn fantasy
our thoughts of our visions all put down in words
and shared with all others, not one or two thirds
they are real,there's no fake.
It's all right here for you to take
and put it together as is meant to be
it came from a heart, deep felt and free
Said with a passion that one cared to share
who opened themselves up so rightous and brave
their soul that they gave.
give them respect for this they did earn
they gave me something a lot more to learn | |
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Posted: 9/16/2007 9:17:17 PM | Things have been good under my stars
A comfortable light the healing of scars
My heart it beats with its new adorn
Like beautiful sunshine of each desert morn
Catching a glimpse of each gentle light
Bringing the world into beautiful sight
Much the same as in your part of the world
Gently stitched and evenly purled
Woven with life as it is meant to be
Comfortably spoken, gentle and free
So with this wisdom take on the day
Go forward boldly and remember to play
Take your time and seek out your spark
It’s searching the sky in a beautiful ark
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Posted: 9/16/2007 9:37:04 PM | designs4u
thank you & welcome
as well i send a big i'm sorry
for being remiss in tending
this thread, began so long ago
a place for whomever chooses
to leave their thoughts
and their voice
each with their own
rythym and flow
triple so dear
always such kindness
extended and felt
coming from you
thank you again
as always you do
bring a smile to me
your words always
so calming and tender
i know many feel
the same way
thank you triple bp
again i am thanking you
even the lurkers
who read but don't
take time to post
well not here anyway
everyone's welcome
even if just to stop
to read lines woven herein
and yes there's always
tomorrow's dawning
a new beginning of a new way
and a brand new sparkling day
somehow the phoenix is
a recurring theme
a recurring dream
a reinvention it seems
chalk it up to gemini dreams
not meaning to sulk
but, and yes
i'm smiling here now
and bringing this home
from part deaux of
first line last line
without knowing the evil of it
all i have becomes faceless
and all of me is nameless, suspended
i alone decide upon the choices i choose
so yes i must accept full responsibility too
yes oh yes i shall be in mourning
pulling my cloak closer and more tightly
folding into and unto myself
oh but not for obvious reasons
nor for particular persons
or even full clarity of reasons
even i recognise the simplicity
of licking my wounds
giving self time necessary to regain balance
comforted somehow in the knowing
to unto everything there is a season
murmmering and ruminating to myself
i whisper my prayers, hopes and failings
designing to look ahead past flailings
thoughts comforting and sighs
this too shall pass
as the wind dances
as water falls and cleanses
as time iteslf does
all it has ever been known to do
breathing life and death into our lives
cyclic events unto our earth and space
as we avail ourselves to the rythyms
but not necessarily the ryhmes
it is merely subjective
this thing we call time
rise again and comes the radiant sun
nightfall paints the sky anew
from deepest within
molten lava stirs from ash
blue purple red orange white silver
mercurially my soul is yet salvaged
my soul still has smoldered but
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Posted: 9/16/2007 9:37:41 PM | Once she claimed herself a novice
But her heart opened up
And feelings poured
Diamonds on the page
Glittering in inspiration
Petals strewed to leave the past behind
I have seen her gentle as a flower freshly cut
And dripping still with dew
And a fiery mare
Tossing convention to the wind
As she galloped through our minds
On a silent night of quiet contemplation
Soft with an edge she speaks of truth
Not only for one but all of woman’s virtues
The colours changing hue
From brilliant reds to the more subdued
She wrote a story that would bring a tear
To those who read it in the confines of their private world
Honest feelings not clouded over
And although her life has changed
And time less frequent she graces us with her thoughts
It always brings a smile to know that she still comes
To sit beside the pond with us now
An old friend from our passage of the changing season
Always welcoming us into her world. | |
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Posted: 9/16/2007 10:19:38 PM | aww autumn, now collectively
between yourself and triple bp
(so happy for his news which i
surmised before i read the email!)
both of your posts had me
in a much needed
release of tears
that were over a month
stifled and being held in
i make no apologies
for wearing my heart on
these my two sleeves
life sometimes has a funny way
of working itself out through the fray
and i can only be complex and yet
so very simple it's easy to see
no matter how hard i've tried
to somehow get them out
they stayed there, stuck inside
some sort of intellectualized
blither and blather and poo
i tried so hard to get 'em out
but the feelings wouldn't budge
they just weren't ready
to dare venture forth
so like i've already told tbp
and now i'm telling you
i do so strongly thank you
for your words acted
as catalysts for my heart tonight
too much to do
too much to think about
damn i'm tired of fretting
i remind myself
it is a choice
no sense in intellectualizing
no point in remembering
no fingers to point
because if i do
there's always 3 more
pointing right back at me
not only a novice
but one of elementary voice
and no shame or pride
just feeling feelings
instead of keeping
them bottled up inside
like i like to say
this too shall pass
i await the end of this month
a sojourn of sorts postponed
too many times and for all
the wrong reasons
this time i'll welcome in
autumn's eve season
as i'll make my way
to a place not so far away
a bit down further south
to sedona, land of vortexes
magic and calm and red rocks
hiking in cooler temperatures
pictures to take
paintings to paint
new memories to make
one of the most beautiful places
on this earth that i know of
there surely i will just be me
and inhale desert scents deeply
just be me and just breathe
purely and with a smile
as the sun will shine on my face
and the wind will kiss
my now smiling lips
many thanks my friends
for your cherished words
for you both as well too
for this night as i read
i feel cleansed and calm
i'm again able to breathe
i hear the crickets outside
now i'm grateful once more
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Posted: 9/21/2007 4:59:51 AM | firstly this early morning
brought gentle winds awakening me
now begins as if almost on cue
this gentle rain cleansing to renew
this city of dust lights and sin
what better than this, to begin
i am whole and free and relieved
i am safe and comforted
and yes again focused
intent upon making true
my goals and my dreams
in this quiet place
the day will unfurl and spread outward again
even with no sun and a forecast of rain
this is already a beautiful way
to begin with grace and gratitude
for appreciation and recognition
of all the good in so many
people
places
dreams
i feel edification again today
reading so many fine threads
woven from kindred friends | |
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Posted: 9/21/2007 6:12:15 AM | just in case you wander off again...I need you to read my silly joke...will keep haunting in emails or wonderful dreams....you know what I mean sister dear...
Next time I’m in Vegas
Show me the way to Los Angeles?
Ok Louise
In the Cadillac painted blue
Thelma will read….
Even Eden needs a broom
That’s reality
Stop interrupting Louise
I know I need a tall man
Now please show me the
Nearest shoe store
For I still need heels
Move over am sick of your driving
Flat heeled over the edge makes me nervous
I said I wanted high heels
NOT wings
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Posted: 9/21/2007 7:58:33 AM | tis good to feel an old friend
so close across the waves
distance narrowed by tempered bends
words that just self save
a brave you one
deep within that heart
spread through this cyber land
I'm here and there and everywhere
you need a helping hand
always struck by such a thought
the handle felt so fine
the waves
the smile
every touch
a piece of the divine
so nice to read your thoughts again
to feel that lace of life
a taste of exotic beauty
mixed with American spice
you've captured may interests
no need of maul and sledge
to split the hair
to be so fair
we all want to be there
uniquely experiencing
softedge.
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Posted: 9/21/2007 8:22:00 AM | Ya know I loves your writes 'Edge.
Sometimes I just want to
call you Baby
And have you look at
me maybe
See from the inside
cool fires burn
While seeing the softside
of me churn
Loving desire long gone
but not lost
Waiting for you to see me
but at what cost
Do I try and begin
the dance of delight
Or, wait for you Baby
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Posted: 9/23/2007 7:15:50 PM | it IS indeed good to feel dear friends!
thank you, aa, thorb, and lucid too
for gracing the thread with your sweet lines
sometimes it seems as though we all are
so close and yet so very far away
nice surprise to read your lines herein
but i must confess the truth
i'm not always so brave
just healing and concentrating
on things i must to go without
a skewed and unhealthy mind
you are here, there and everywhere~
thank you for being you; so kind!
true lately i've been struggling a bit
as though swimming upstream
but now find myself in a better space
a cleaner sweeter state of mind
it always just takes some working out
writhing through the muck and mud
till i can come up again for a deeper breath
to feel soft winds and sun again
playing and splaying unto my face
the fruit is only bitter when it rots
otherwise it's sweet upon the tongue
but yeah i'm allergic to mold, so...
sometimes i have to pick myself up
by my bootstraps but funny
i always seem to land up on my feet
sometimes perhaps shaking my head
at my own antics or thoughts till i see
something or someone
tussled with integrity
or i was foolish to believe
in someone or something
while knowing all the while
it wasn't quite right for me
fortune doesn't quite always
favor the "brave"
so edified to have this outlet
even if my way is elementary
and too, grateful for you
so many precious people
with gifts unrelenting in prose
at least here i can just be me
and you can be you, too
put on your seat belts mon amis
the equinox veritably calls us
to new and more beauty than
we could ever begin to imagine
don'tcha all just feel it
as it grows and blooms and soars?! | |
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Posted: 9/23/2007 9:17:42 PM | when autumn nights cross stars aloft
lonely hearts at times seem lost
the darkend nights
and evening lull
of silence fall upon us still
feel stong that life is merely bound
by moments cast upon truths found
in bitter stark of evening sky
behold the stars and wonder why
lest fall the guards upon the heart
wish greater love for others start
find your truths within your soul
until then were never whole
a journey cast upon the seas
of fallen foot
or bended knees
reflect upon the rising sun
know that hope in life begun
for stars and skies and fallen light
map our souls on quests of sight
to see the world within ourselves
opens stars for others as well
reach within your greatest fears
understand their source
let loose the tears
begiin to live
again taste life
freedom brings truely strife
fear not the batttle nor the fray
simply behold the new born day | |
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Posted: 9/23/2007 9:25:09 PM | shadow, thank you for such beauty now herein fused unto this simple thread, i am touched with grace by your words.
it has come to my attention recently some
find my words cloying or taking up too much space
dripping elementarily across these cyber pages
it's ok, i try not to invade their place
i have my reasons and they have theirs
it's all ok and well and good really
herein is a place for me and others too
to sing, to weep, whine, share and laugh
with so many i consider myself truly blessed
what began as a place for novices
has flowered into for me
an amazing place of beauty of so many
so now i'm compelled to change the title
of this humble and grateful thread
thanks for each and every one of you
for sharing yourselves within these lines
te amo indeed, not very cryptic 143
even when rushed or spoken
whispered sometimes hurriedly
even though known never ever to be taken
for granted or construed lightly
for it is real and true and shines ever brightly
such a seemingly small greeting
both salutation and ending always
to our conversations no matter who can hear
they must surely ascertain we are to the other dear
thoughts of you and your safety too
middle eastern terrain and roaring planes
bombings guns and mortar blasts
whispered prayers upon my knees
rarer now comes tears on my cheeks
breathing metered while tasks of work
vying for my attention still thoughts aplenty interrupt
flowing throughout my days linger warming me into my nights
ever both in mind and heart since our very start
whence began oh so long ago
yet still i carry you here close unto me
you dwell inside as i imagine you beside me
woven into every fibre of this, my being
this is just how it is while some cannot fathom
and yet others still refuse to understand
this is not our problem and yes it may take some time
but it's comforting that we have this
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Posted: 9/23/2007 10:25:44 PM | Web of Love
On a beautiful moon night
Creatively
You worked your art
You spun a web
Around my heart
How beautifully
Your deeds have spread
Each intricately
Woven thread
With strands of care
You dried my tears
Your gentleness
Dispelled my fears
Your wisdom
Helped me understand
And patiently
You held my hand
To give me courage
To brave the storm
With kindness
You have kept me warm
Your passion
Lit a glowing fire
That filled my soul
With sweet desire
You're all
That I was dreaming of
For the web you spun
Was made of love | |
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Posted: 9/23/2007 10:26:53 PM | Because of you.
I awake each day with a smile
And greet it with a laugh;
The world is a treasure to me
...Because of you.
Every time I think of something sad,
I replace the thought- with you!
My mind is instantly changed
And my heart is filled with gladness.
Every breath I take is meant for you,
I live this life surrounded in joy
And I bathe in the promise of your love,
My soul belongs to you.
Each time I see something beautiful
I want to take it and bring it to you;
My life has so much meaning now
All because of you... | |
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Posted: 9/23/2007 10:40:17 PM | dragonlover29 what beautiful lines you've laid down here for us to read; thank you for choosing here to place them. and while i am honored; lovely is she that must have inspired such magic you weave!
a sincere welcome to you.
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Posted: 9/23/2007 11:48:04 PM | well thank you. She is but a face without a face. for i havent seen her yet. perhaps one day i will find her.
Listen to the sunset,
Can you hear its quiet sigh?
Listen, the sun is falling,
Watch it toning down the sky.
Soon darkness shall surround me,
Though twinkling stars will dare smile through,
While you are far away from me,
They'll frown a humble hue.
And as the sunset spreads its colors,
Horizons of gold and red,
I lie here all too much alone,
In this great, vast chilling bed...
For my world has stopped revolving,
'Til you return, time's standing still,
And the cold has settled 'round me,
With its stinging, breathless chill.
But my love for you keeps growing,
Standing fast to fight the cold,
Reminds me of your body's warmth,
And the story of love, untold.
So listen to the sunset,
Look up, hear its quiet sigh,
Though' we're apart these lonely nights,
My love whispers across the sky. | |
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Posted: 9/24/2007 11:09:19 PM | thank you again dragonlover29 i searched and searched for something i left long ago and far away for this, a response to ravincause's query, i think it's apropos here, so i found it, in it's entirety:
query from rc:"Do you think we are a part of the same soul?"
yes, emphatically i do; and i call us kindred
it matters not most
where we are
who we are
where we have been, nor
where we are going
what matters most
our focus keen upon good aiming
sometimes perhaps seemingly flailing
yet still full of hope maintaining
steadfastly to aspirations
sometimes singularly so
or together as in a circle
yet within each free to be
simply ourselves honestly
without unecessary apologies
methinks we are one as the ourobouros and...
when we live our lives as the ourobouros
we may seem to be at first glance one thing
but upon closer inspection quite another
for the symbol of such a creature is reptilian
of a dragon or snake devouring it's tail
but representing the circle of life you see
as etymology fully states this is greek
and vastly encompassing all: infinity!
as a believer in many things and a lover
of words exploring variant forms of knowledge
different planes of reality thusly i~
firmly believe not only am i truly a geek;
but in some form or another
we all are unique and surely infinite
in our own spectacular way
even if it means beginning anew each day
no matter our color, race or creed
religion or spiritualism following which way
whatever seems best for us but are we better than "just"
simply organic plant matter as in ashes to ashes indeed
we are all of this beautiful earth
we are more alike than different
we must accept our failings and falterings
yet aspire to dreams, heights not yet traversed
to kindness, to love, to empathy, to growth
thank you, rc; but methinks we are all good
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Posted: 9/24/2007 11:50:22 PM | That is just one those verses
Lost in lines of tremendous curses
Carried through time and space
Over the airwaves to another place
Difference of the meaning provokes
In the minds of many of folks
Taking in and basked by some
Viewed by them in this forum
But within these lines lies modest core
Little imagination to make the memory soar
So hear I sit staring up to the stars
Enjoying a drink in this desert bar
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Posted: 9/26/2007 9:34:47 PM | I don't know why or who yet but i feel i know her.
I want to help you fly
I want to help you fly,
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.
So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust. | |
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