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| | Patchworking Page 31 of 32 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32) | | I wish you could join us next time around Brizo and experience the wonderful feelings of waking up in a field after an evening of music and poetry and the first thing you hear are the sounds of the barnyard next door - nature waking up around you. | |
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Posted: 4/15/2008 9:26:25 AM | | Well, I've slept in plenty of fields (a lifelong camper) but never next to a barn....so that will be an experience! | |
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Posted: 4/16/2008 8:46:25 AM | Ah spring, you've awoken it Autumn!
Getting ready, August weekend, am open to any one of them except the first weekend, which has a lifelong music festival commitment. I am a Blue Skies-er, so what weekends work for the poetfest after that?
here's a leftover from Lyrics.... bounced from Shadow Queen...
just wanted what i wanted, even when it wasn't there
I waited through eternity and laid my soul bare
I answered all the questions and signed the bottom line
Hoping that this fantasy would some day be mine
I read all the right publishings and followed all the news
I sifted through the archetypes, unraveled all the clues
I painted dreams in hologram and breathed my heart into
the possibility that came when I fell in love with you | |
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Posted: 4/16/2008 9:02:18 AM | i just had to say, Ravin....
that was a fanciful trip...thank you for writing it
i read it over about four times
before i realized no one (until thorb..yay!!) resurrected the line
it makes me happy to see it here
in it's own divine right
as it should be | |
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Posted: 4/16/2008 9:17:35 AM | | I appreciate your lines ...and Thorbs to bounce off. It is nice to find inspiration to kick start a piece, and I do like the rythms that come out in the stanza threads. So when I see some of you playing there, it inspires me to join in. Thanks shadow... | |
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Posted: 4/25/2008 8:50:26 PM | Like coconut-citrus splashing out of the rind
Caribbean connections expanding the mind
the blue goose is calling, the black cat sets sail
we're winging our way when the winds will prevail
Blow us on ever with wide winds of change
circumstance happens when fates re arrange
practicing policies knit into fact
navigate waters while holding intact
Palm trees are waving and pod dolphins call
we're winning the big one and taking it all
Traveling westward while tomorrow's sun shines
chancing the rainbow while chasing white hinds
Buffalo scatter the clouds in the skies
and sails set forever, hellos and goodbyes
meet me in paradise where love holds the door
circle the universe I know what's in store
Islands of mystery, new shores that wait
I'm following happiness trusting my fate
your arms around me I bask in the love
guided by destiny ,stars shine above
ripples of ocean, corals of time
my heart is yours and your heart is mine | |
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Posted: 4/25/2008 8:54:34 PM | Dark clouds gather
where Nostradamus principals
spin the axis of time.
There is no tomorrow here
where nightmares co-exist
in the power plays
of the unfortunates,
only fate
spun out in yard-lengths
of misery
and hopelessness
woven in shades of gray
and gossamer.
Fairytales
told to us
to keep us still
and unknowing,
distractions,
distortions
self medicated with shopping malls
and fantasy
we obey.
Armageddon,
we await your rescue.
Purge us of persecution
and prison cells
and the bathroom stalls of factory lifetimes,
save us from boredom and mediocrity
show us that there is something bigger
than they....are.
Save us from what we have made of ourselves.
Implosion of ideals
re-seeding the universe
in the springtime of existence. | |
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Posted: 4/26/2008 6:32:35 AM | ^^^^^
yeah,what she said....just hope I get to keep my computer.....
halycon days
take me home halcyon take me higher
immolate with passion's fire
where yourself and I would end
welded seamless soulful blend
oh my carnal nightime muse
when I'm with you troubles loose
rock me 'till I cease to think
and standing still, your essence drink
LS 4/20/08
Stanzas | |
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Posted: 5/2/2008 6:28:08 AM | Hey Briz, sounds like a hot date......
Creating Passion
simmering
sway my hips to your dance
shimmering fields of resonance
dance to your fire
desire
heat rising
recognizing
soul
whole universes spin within
ground me in your touch
I want you so much
molten movement kundalini rise
lock my eyes in forever depths of you
held straight through
quiver, shiver, deliver
myself up onto you, deliberately
altar my body, celebrate my spirit free
fly together warp speed into forever
this Love, eternity, fly free, You...Loving me | |
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Posted: 5/2/2008 6:29:12 AM | And in the mirror, you see your new face
born in the mirage of time and place
bending realities of inner space
Seeking the balance of karmic erase
pledging support to the planet of choice
calling a vision with strong singing voice
enter the resonance that calls in new dreams
everything is just as real as it seems | |
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Posted: 5/2/2008 6:34:23 AM | A special time for loving under the great vast sky
I swing along a mountaintop and sing a lullaby
cascade down the waterfalls and swim the ocean blue
dancing through the meadows with the one I love so true
Flying through the days when sun is shining from above
filling up the buttercups with the majic mist of love
galloping with winged ones across the great divide
where mystery meets merriment and casts all doubt aside | |
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Posted: 5/2/2008 12:36:21 PM | awww. glad to make you smile!!!
ohmmm ohmmm oh bee bop a lulu she's my baby
shakti shakti and I don't mean maybe
Jagaro deva he's my guy
Golden slumbers sing a lullaby
picture yourself on a boat on a river
bang sha la la Indian giver
um you wanna rain dance with me in the slipstream
boom boom she wa wa it's all in a dream
If I fell in love with you would you promise
touch me in my wounds relieve your doubting Thomas
she wop she la la scat man do
what would you do if I sang this to you
hey you wanna moondance ...paper taxis on the shore
waiting to take the princess to the ball once more
be bop she la la I'm looking for my way
take away my troubles left behind in yesterday
The prince has found my slipper Ruby Tuesday take me home
dancing on the milky way across a sea of foam
sliding past soliloquies we burn the midnight flame
I know you from forever still remembering your name | |
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Posted: 5/5/2008 1:33:25 PM | THEY believe,
I have been naive,
somewhat...
and in the grace of things to come,
it may appear,I have overlooked some.
From what I can perceive,
my practice of non resistance
has required such persistence.
Granting reprieve
for karmic lessons learned
may have burned
some bridges I can’t retrieve,
but it was not unknowing or unaware,
I just do not care
about those things.
I refuse to disbelieve
that we all have a good soul within
and were originally whole, without sin,
although I have learned, some will deny it.
I just don’t buy it.
I know each one has within to know right and wrong
and can choose which light they hold strong
and this is a time of choice to make...
you cannot fake
goodness.
They tell me I am too naive,
but I perceive,
for seven generations
so damn the regulations,
Roman laws and religious lies
that tell otherwise.
I do not have the will to deceive,
or lay false pretenses
and I will not sit on fences
waiting any longer
I am so much stronger
now.
Seven virtues danced as veils thin
from Purple to Red, and back again
God shines through
as lifetimes flash on cue
reminders, of what we can achieve.
Which world shall I believe in?
Laws of Caesar state entitlement and capital gains made
and best left plans laid,
“you gotta watch em! They’ll get you”
“I’ll bet you!”
Death and taxes, vengeance and retribution
war as the solution
divorce courts and desert sand
Will we ever understand?
Heart on sleeve
I venture forth expecting
honesty, integrity, and peace, protecting
my naivety, I still believe
we are part of this, altogether.
I will hold this eagle feather
and demand reality align
to what is truly mine
to hold.
Let life unfold
as it will
be done
on Earth. | |
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| | Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 765 | |
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Posted: 5/10/2008 5:59:19 PM | 
I venture forth expecting
honesty, integrity, and peace, protecting
my naivety, I still believe
we are part of this, altogether.
I will hold this eagle feather
and demand reality align
to what is truly mine
to hold.
Standing ground
hear not a sound!
Seems all is well
in lifes desire!
Getta grip and
hold on...
some want feathers
others want guess!
If not for them...
would we be so strong?
LOL ..like the storm
before the LIGHTNING?
I would rather meet em...
after all the Storm has fallen
They would be more real...
much less sullen!
lol...I like to picture the storm
before the Thunder and Lightning!
Why? cause I can read people better...
they are more inclined not to lie and show
nice behavior!
But this is not life and we all know it...
folks act up...and we still love em!
Sometimes lessons learned are hard
No matter who gets scarred
I wonder when they end the suffer?
Yet I see ...I ain't been there yet
Life and love is a gamble...
On a soul we simply found...
and they found us!
Throw your pebble in the stream
dream a million days into the water
hope that maybe , it will give someone
some fuel to see...live and let live...
Be!
Thats all I can see, as far as this eye can be...
Live and let live...just be!
We all can't be the same fish in the pool...
everyone has a story to tell...
each has a sorrow that hurts like hell!
Can't take that out on the next one...
cause if we do..repeating of pattern...
We need to have some discussion...
Never be lonely ...lost in the light...
Run in the darkness...lookin for light!
I will be there...be there...for my friends...
that is a given!
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Posted: 5/10/2008 7:36:06 PM | Hey mmmmmmy, pebbles in the streams... liking the rhythms you are spinning lately.
strange mood tonight...
Telepathic awareness drifts through desert sands
marking endless time
in windpatterns.
I saw you there,
confident
and feeling so good in your skin,
were you waiting for me...
in that place of no tomorrow?
Earth and sky horizons meet
and lightning fuses the rhythms
into one.
I watch you walk towards me
recognition dawning
stories emerging
songs
poetry
awareness...
were you waiting for me?
There where condors seek answers from the sky
and wolves gather to sing moonlight
I saw you there
waiting. | |
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Posted: 5/13/2008 9:11:47 PM | Westward Bound
Paradise along the mountain pass
Wild flowers covering the sparse terrain
In the shadow of the great protector
The rugged daggers of stone
Sculpted into timeless warriors
Beside the jutting land
The ocean of cool waters and plentiful salmon
Starfish those tiny mysteries of nature
Blue, blue windows to the soul
May your trip guide you together
To the pulse of discovery
Meeting old friends and family
Sharing space with poets from
The far reaches of our great country
They are about to be known
As the weavers of life
Spreading wisdom and insight greets them with a hug
On a bed of happiness
The waters of love
And the guitar humming
Over the rocky mountains. | |
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Posted: 5/14/2008 9:08:14 PM | Have a safe trip and take lots of pics and when you return we can have a sleepover and catch up. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2008 5:32:37 PM | Sitting in the morning just waking up on my side of the world today
I turn on the news see if anyone has anything good to say
Stock markets falling and another landslide while the politicians try to deny
Global warming and more killer storms and another thousand people die
and the advertiser says I’d be happy if I bought bigger car you know
I’ve got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
Sometimes I think the world’s gone mad and I can’t stand to hear the pain
One place burning in holy fire and another in a deluge of rain
Sometimes I think that hatred and war is the only way we know how to be
And I want to sail away,..in a world made for you and me
Sometimes I wonder at the pace of it all, where’s everybody trying to go
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
Why can’t we see the beauty of it all in the sun rising every day
Life holding on to the sides of mountains and the waters rushing into the bay
Why can’t we live as if nothing on earth mattered more that the love that we bring
I want to sail away,.. and become part of everything
Why can’t we care just a little bit more, maybe let a little kindness show
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow.
I got my sails out...and I’m waiting for the winds to blow. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2008 5:39:01 PM | ^^^great to see you back. Hope your sail to Bella Bella and back was smoooothe! This side of the world sure could use more of you.
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Msg: 772 | |
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Posted: 6/7/2008 5:44:20 PM |  Welcome back ...wise one! bet chu could tell some awesome stories! lol loved that write...screamed of YOU!
little child stands at the corner
wanting just more for his mother
askin' some for a dime or two
while he has worn out every shoe
barefoot and happy...in love with life
Unaware of all the tragedy and strife
He tries to see it from his point of view
alone he tries to stand so tall
He holds his head up high
life has left him with nothin' but ...
life
One more corner, to end his strife
Sad but sadder the reasons he is here
to try to even up his families score
Children want to live life too
From within they all want new
life and hope; bleed for existence
Give them help without resistance! | |
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Posted: 6/7/2008 5:57:40 PM | Aww, guys, Yoko, it was wonderful to meet you, you ARE as sweet and kind and wise as you seem to be.
Also met Solitudinous and he is just as sweet as he seems too! Lucky me!
Here, where sun sets whole horizons
and soliloquy of mountain peak over ocean depths
is where solace lies.
Peace on white sands of ancient shell,
where shoals of history are told
in the timeless waves
that gleam in sudden sunlight....
Fury Cove,
Somebody’s got a sense of humour.
yup. Paradise you guys live in. Flew back to Van from Bella Coola this morning over mountains and valleys and snow capped peaks. wow. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2008 6:14:07 PM | I would have recognized you anywhere. You are Krow!! Sorry to see you go. This place was a lot brighter with you here. Tuck my warmest hugs in along with your other souvenirs.
edit: ps...don't forget to set your sails for the Caribbean next year! | |
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Posted: 6/8/2008 10:14:34 PM | from one weird poet to another...I think your sweetie is a sweetie and your daughter the perfect reflection of you. What an amazing family! Hope you are all home and safely tucked into your beds. Thinking about how great it was to meet you and how happy I am you made the long drive up from Victoria.
Sailing - Christopher Cross
It's not far down to paradise
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
It's not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy
Of innocence again
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing
Takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Fantasy
It gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me
It's not far back to sanity
At least it's not for me
And when the wind is right you can sail away
And find serenity
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me | |
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