| Abstract Rhythms
Posted: 3/31/2007 10:14:02 AM | Shadowriter, I’m pleased to see you post here. My inner ear is keen. I seriously recognize this style of writing. A gent a month or two back wrote in this style. I wonder if it’s you?
The poem that you posted in awesome, and informative of many classics. I thank you for posting here.
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Jules-4u,
“creeping into our window
like frosty cold
or more hurtful mourning
Intimidated by what I see
Illuminated by what could be
sincere extracts from a flower
elusive dreams sent from a power
feelings more intense each day”
I love the poem, Jules. The above lines really struck me. They are very poetic!
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AlwaysDreaming,
“Drawing strength of elements
Undercurrents of raging infernos
Sublime in profiles
Extinguish slights in a new light
Darkness remains
The sixth sense appears glowing eternally ”
Your poetry is forever touching the subliminal. Your insight is sharp. The above lines took me straight to the message. Well, this is what I believe. I thank you, Always, I do thank you.
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Mandrake48,
Aphorisms and sublime messages are very widespread in these poems. I am much so a man of abstract messages. But I do realize that what the reader calls abstract is to the writer amazingly clear.
I like reading your works, Mandrake. You have a way of hitting the nail on the head in the most subtle express.
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Uzilicious,
You speak of things that few rarely do. You have a style that’s true to the poem. I enjoy learning from your writes. | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 10:28:48 AM | brought here from old souls....perhaps fits better here....
behold this day for rides he
on beast of head fortnight half
and deca horned browe
born he of carbon pure times three
beul has come to seek praise in worldly view
beware of times cometh
as risen he shall lead
the world comes to grace he
three diamonds tis' the time of passing
seek thee shelter in 7th day
for as he ...the twin ....has wrote
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 10:34:26 AM | from sweet Helena's breast has fed
life given to he of greeter soul
forever cast to neptunes depth
by Zeus his life was stole
reach now into heavens gate
release all entraped into timeless wait
for cometh flaming charriot
appolos rider...knowing all
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 11:29:41 AM | the mind thoughts stories behold in octavo
of followers revelations and sighted souls
mazed proze of meanings tattered guides
of fashions now lost in innept translations
tis form of latin where trues do rest
in parrable of times long past
reflecting what foils of holy crest
the eleven given blessed thoughts...
er one of he disgrace
oer parchment .........illuminated grace
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 11:51:02 AM | | I’m left literally speechless! Each poem alludes to classical works. It takes a learned mind to compose such works. I am in great awe, Shadowriter. | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 2:38:07 PM | lost abyss of bannished angels rage
burnung fury reconditioned of pure devine justice reaped
cast in threes by heavens might
to serve painfull confinment for question of creators sight
of jealous bitterment of grace bestowed
upon those in his image bound
will of choice their truest litmus show
for unto us we cannot know
the path trodden by graceless form
lead down...to path of those of swarm
confined..by pilars of heavens fury
tis truely mans greatest query
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 9:04:57 PM | eripidous values pros'en song
lest where do I belong
mongst fair blossemed fields of orchard spray
to hear nightingales lonely cry
not I
not I hear thee call
shadowriter
short sonnet | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 9:25:38 PM | | Simply fantastic! Shadowriter! Simply fantastic! | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 9:28:11 PM | Pleats of vision
Impending Gadarene in midst mental Alcatraz
Garms approach viciously barking in impish tongues
Forcedly I amble rapidly through Gehenna trailed heinously
I’m bombarded by visions of Jesus the shed of penance
Suddenly I appear in Gethsemane
Golgotha whelms my mind
I seek out Goshen
But instead I’m affronted by Greek baring gifts
I’m now garroted in the valley of flames
Destined to return lest there isn’t a death
Is there succour in Gilead to efface my bleeding grief!
So many monads raging against my senses
An aqueduct of misery flushes through my heart
Aphasia conquers me as I’m panging to speak
This in a synthetic-a priori manifestation
Aporia I’m living in
I’m sold upon the unsellings of the sooth
Befogged by the omens of Gahanna
Solicitudes burden me hard
Scant are the prayers that I’m bleeding
Nebulosity ravishes me under
What has betided me!
In this lesion of vision
I’m inhumed
In pleats of vision | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 10:04:07 PM | in fathomed depths of neptunes lair
cast heart upon the wave
tis gone to all of sheadded tear
for never 'gain be free
lost to image passed me by
not so long ago
the tears of sadness heart did cry
for pain this heart doth know
to neptune give my heart to hold
for pieces it did shed
taken part by fears I know
'twer ladden in my head
sinking heart
does shed its tear
but now for none to see
the tears blend well with neptunes world
of million tears set free
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 10:38:38 PM | | You're a swarming storm...poetically blessing this thread...I thank you for sharing such in depth writes, shadowriter! | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 10:57:48 PM | thru trepid angels calling song
the night have given way
beul the darkend fallen one
does battle on this day
seek thee truest form of light
in raging heavens sight
cast down to demon helish play
those the lord doth smyt
call'en dark clouds gather high
of those angered by the father
for know that these fallen angles lorn
shall gather at the larder
feast of souls impure of heart
impure of thought betrail
for bleed did son of god that day
by thorn and by nail
to cast away the sins of all
and take to god mankind
'cept those who cast aside the light
and raise a blackend hand
to stike at those of meek at heart
or those true of faith
so feel that demons breath now hot
upon you judement day
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 11:36:37 PM | with midas ears I hear my prose
what can be cast of barren years
in phoebus choir do I now hear
appolos golden song
for pan cannot compare to thee except in midas heart
so lift aloft thine eyes to see
picked up where phoebus start | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 11:56:42 PM | Naive...beautiful write ...well captured in the symbolism...beautiful
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 3/31/2007 11:56:46 PM |
the tears blend well with neptunes world
of million tears set free
Lift thine eyes and countenance
Let tears run free and true
But gaze the while upon the heavens
Shining bright 'bove you
And smell the glory fresh born grasses
LIFE in all its shapes
Each tiny detail laid before you
See, hear, touch and taste
Let tears be tears of gratitude
For all thats laid before
And in your heart please know that
You do stand at heavens door | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 12:19:49 AM | | shadowriter....powerful and exquisite,my savored friend/Salty and NW....as always,amazing writes as well | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 4:26:23 AM | Ironic Cash, that you where the 666 post huh?...
Sorry, could not help myself...... | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 9:33:18 AM | funny stuff Truthisee
check out who posted in your thread at number 666
and then I noticed that I posted this in my thread at number 666, thought I would bring it here...
maybe we can keep away the 
keep fighting the good fight cash.....
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Angel Of The Lord
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At the precise moment the angels ascended into heaven
The shepherds communed to see of their new made plans
To journey to Bethlehem and witness
The miracle the Lord hath bestowed upon us
Hurriedly they sent of packing, traveling for the day grew tired
Happening upon the manger, the babe, Joseph and Mary
Finally seeing this miracle child, began to tell of what they knew
They knew it to be divine, without sin, like all to follow, the babes
Born without sin, “Only the living within this earth makes this sin real!”
And they knew it, that this light would offer salvation of souls
Mary sat in her elegant yet naïve way, herself thinking in her heart
The blessing she felt for birthing to this child, the honor
Now upon returning, the shepherds praised God for all that they now knew,
which was the duty the angel had bestowed upon them.
Tenz ( I banish the number 666 ) | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 10:00:23 AM | That was so cool Tenz.....beautiful poem...And I went to read what was posted on that #
in souls too/awesome....And Truthisee,what am I going to do with you ace,smilin'...
you already keep me out here wandering,looking for that "beach with no name"  | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 10:39:54 AM | Shadowriter, once again…my mind is in awe…poets inspiring poets, I love it.
Saltytowers, your words are strongly sophisticated. I thank you for sharing such beauty with us all.
Truth, indeed! Most astute! The jester we all care for deeply.
Tenz, forsooth! The myth is distinguished, torn out by the root. Tremendous poem.
Casheyesblond, a motivation in motion. I thank you for your personality. | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 12:22:04 PM | I held back for a long time
But that racist deserves scorn
Slithering serpentine savage | |
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Posted: 4/1/2007 2:41:49 PM | DEar,,,J., tell me why,
People intend to hurt, and make others cry?
I do not know the answer to this,
I seek , and I search,
I come up, amiss
Is life sometimes so,
that we want to inflict?
Or is it just the way some connect?
I am wondering here,
for something made me sigh
I do not understand,
WHY, OH WHY?
Give some insight,
your words speak such truth!
Tell the reason ,
some give out such hurt
Intending to find someone to care
they feel that they have to make another's
heart scare
You are so wisdom full, so unlike many,
Tell me just why,
one would do this
and then
see nothing wrong
In my heart I defend,
but souls are precious
time is little
finding that some
only want to belittle?
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Posted: 4/2/2007 7:32:04 PM | minds eye flutters through the meadow and gardens
as lark on wing of seasons change
light the path of new horizons
erase the bloddied robins stain
cast away the midas glow of finches guilded flight
leave grey paths behind
new season born of larks spur wing
all cast in misten haze
shadowriter | |
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Posted: 4/3/2007 8:50:59 PM | Words that sometimes remain sealed,
only words of comfort to be revealed....
A candle shared to add light to one's path,
comes with understanding,no questions to ask.... | |
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Posted: 4/3/2007 9:02:39 PM |  Casheyes,,,gotcha there, but kind words were sent
no meaning there
only to come back and hurt some more!
I do not enjoy misery
life is hard for all
many cannot see
pick up your own peices
make sure they are right
then, only then
can you disturb others
with fright!
I do not defend
but often understand
with wishes sent
and hope , well meant
do not demean
what people meant
take it
with no regret
only a lost soul
hurts intently
love is not there
it lives deep
darkly
It is not mine
to help the
hateful
I only try
to not be resentful
Lastly to say
think they want it
this way
for peace
and happiness
are not in
their game!
sorry,
just
feeling
very
hurt
and
stupid!
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