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Posted: 9/2/2009 5:20:49 PM | nourishing me from deep inside
filling all the hollows
despair trumped by a simple laugh
and the glowing smile that follows
so make me laugh oh witty one
a chuckle to bust my buckle
bury the shyt deep in the ground
to feed the sweet honeysuckle | |
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Posted: 9/2/2009 8:18:44 PM | to feed the sweet honeysuckle
hummingbirds will follow
their buzzing sweetly tickles my ear
looking up i see the swallows
magic is watching their flight
wholly in the moment
am grateful for such teachers
on the road to enlightenment | |
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Posted: 9/2/2009 9:07:02 PM | on the road to enlightenment
i picked lint from black woolens
chewed the tang from a bit of spruce gum
lost the anchor line...
(not a fun dive in these waters)
set the alarm for early Sunday
thought i was in love with you
and you with me...heavy load... | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 6:49:05 AM | and you with me...heavy load...
I'll carry the burden
and the weight from my soul
as time marches on
and life takes it's toll
I remember pleasant times
as memories unfold
playmate center of attention and control | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 7:06:40 AM | playmate center of attention and control
the heat was hot, the cool was not
games played when truth was told
did it make you foolish...or bold?
time carries leaves on the breeze
as i sit reading biomimicry under the trees
pondering decisions great & small
stand for what you believe in...or fall | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 9:54:16 AM | stand for what you believe in...or fall
wishy-washy makes no sense at all
unless you wish to be trapped in the box
contained in a prison with keyless locks
it makes no dif if you lead or follow
if passion drives your inner fallow
lands to spring a greening of hopes
on a plain (plane) with positive slopes!! | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 8:05:34 PM | on a plain (plane) with positive slopes!!
no need for pitons nor harness nor ropes
a gentle ascent towards thinner air
I went there once inside a prayer
where lofty softness cushions pain
far above the gentle rain
rubbing shoulders with the moon
but its a slippery slope I find too soon | |
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Posted: 9/3/2009 8:13:36 PM | but its a slippery slope i find too soon
in the midst of summer monsoons
when my love runs high in the air
then pours down suddenly without a care
desert incense ignites with grace
lonely nights slips into space
and i fall so quietly into a dream
when nothing is what it seems...
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Posted: 9/3/2009 8:13:57 PM | it is a slippery slope I find too soon,
the embankments of polar dunes.
ascending the hills only to loose grip
and then it is off again on another trip.
stable footholds have become a rarity,
just a breather before diving into obscurity,
but peace will I eventually find
before the end of time halts it's grind.
(wuz up ice, long time no see)
(hugs rose, scuze the late entry) | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 4:49:05 AM | when nothing is what it seems
and mysteries are all we find
it might be best to pass the test
before the end of time halts its grind
for this course we are partaking
might lead us to our own un-making
wondering will the day ever come
we really begin our awakening
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Posted: 9/4/2009 4:52:12 AM | before the end of time halts its grind
will I find the gems I needed to find?
the journey finished , the race complete
the last mountain scaled, final obstacle beat.
what words will breath bring from this heart
when all is done and time takes part?
will joy emerge from spirit free?
will a hand I know, will it reach for me?
~~oops... sorry we...... I think I stepped on yer toes!~~ | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 12:30:09 PM | will a hand I know, will it reach for me?
to abruptly awaken or carress in sincerity?
fingers enfolded to comfort gracefully
stop these of mine from reaching out in futility.
crumpled in dismay they claw up the mountain
searching refreshment from that allegorical fountain
mufflling the frustration that is forever mounting
when coupled palms will open to the peace astounding.
(certainly lacking, but my forced attempts to rhyme always do, how ya been huckleberry?) | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 12:53:33 PM | | (not lacking at all lunar.... I LIKE IT!! Always enjoy the pictures you paint with words...... I am mostly good... ups and downs...... but thats life , right??) | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 1:01:34 PM | when coupled palms will open to the peace astounding
hand in hand standing at the altar
whether restraining or resting in stillness abounding
walking on water or ready to falter
faltering, being swept under the breakers resounding
resting, accepting the placing of the halter
fleeing, breaking the walls and foundations unfounding
or standing like the gates of Gibraltar | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 1:38:17 PM | or standing like the gates of Gibraltar
as life again her siege renewed
heart and soul it brutally takes
while laying bare, my heart unglued.
reaching for the strength within
like cement walls but chipped away
first a breath, then light floods in
feet take step as dawns new day. | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 1:38:24 PM | standing like the gates of Gibraltar
when coupled palms open to peace astounding
human beings will feel new energy confounding
hearts will find a deeper love surrounding
minds will turn to reach for higher learning
bodies feeling safe with joy of passion burning
new levels and realms deeply touching down
souls will open sending beams of light underground
oops... sorry berry..we certainly have been synchronous today in timing! | |
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Posted: 9/4/2009 5:36:16 PM | souls will open sending beams of light underground
forging the way with a beam of light
blindfolded in reality subconciously with enlightened sight
eagerness to seek salvation and safety
confronting the demons within
questioning ones life of debauched sin
answers arte there to find and behold
lets all hope for forgiveness before we get old | |
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Posted: 9/5/2009 7:47:47 PM | Let's all hope for forgiveness before we get old
Oppps, too late for some of us ...
Tick tock, sounds the clock
Wonder if life clocks have a snooze button?
If so I live in dream land
The hell of the past two years are dissolving
Must let go of past , before it's too late
Forgive and forget ... is it possible? | |
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Posted: 9/5/2009 10:45:26 PM | forgive and forget ... is it possible?
for I give and get so little
from impossible circumstances-
what i give for one i must give for all?
is all forgiven what one regrets;
or all regretted when one forgets?
it is plausible the two will meet
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Posted: 9/7/2009 4:22:00 AM | meet, forget, and pass replete
yet that feels so incomplete
leaving love lying in defeat
when hearts could still try to shine....
but forgiveness takes its own sweet time
and the path can be so hard to climb
falling down like Jack and Jill
worth every step on this heavenly hill.... | |
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Posted: 9/7/2009 6:03:50 PM | worth every step on this heavenly hill
softest green moss between greyest stones
each footstep gains its destiny still
scant toeholds elicit hopeless moans.
see her ahead, beyond the doors
inviting the meek to join her there
your heart on love, your eyes on the moors
the tower beckons to you who dare | |
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Posted: 9/7/2009 8:24:39 PM | the tower beckons to you who dare
throw open the door, if door you find
or whistle for her to let down her hair
it all depends on what you have in mind
when you plan to descend the stair
to part, and leave her trapped behind
or to leave hand in hand into the fresh air
deeds win the lady fair, words respond in kind | |
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Posted: 9/7/2009 8:53:42 PM | deeds win the lady fair,
words respond in kind ;
exhausted and amused,
what comedy we find!
who wrote the stinkin' play,
of lovers won by naught,
a gallant gesture in the fray,
a writ of poesy thought? | |
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Posted: 9/8/2009 6:48:49 AM | a writ of poesy thought?
is that all you've got
the sun will make you hot
wanting for a cool glass in the shade
with whitt fine Rosie shot
insight was purely sought
the kettle nudged the pot
taunting jewels when alas, a new stage
[ hope you don't mind me using your handle, Rosie ... it just fit with poesy] | |
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