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| Nice to see.....
Posted: 5/1/2007 7:25:42 PM | | Thanks whyspr...much appreciated sweety...looking forward to your presence and your words. | |
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| Nice to see.....
Posted: 5/1/2007 8:08:22 PM |  Hey Mandrake............nice stuff.....!
"Within..........the night........I see the stars....I cannot see in the day!"
Words of one wise , man......once.........pondered darkness.....in this way!
Gentle flowers arrive.......in ones.......
we find........along the road......of time
Grasping what we seek...and need.......words are often kind
leaving what we think not true......many make us feel anew!
simply what we take them as.......if our mind is really true......
We can melt them into stone.......iron statues.....in our tone
Words....often not the ones.....that we wish........maybe one
But to think upon them keeps.......electricity......within our reach
As I gaze upon the sky.........stars reside.....I wonder why?
simply when the darkness falls...........a friend smiles down
with little pause!
Then as gentle as the night............sky turns blue........
is full of light!
Bluer than the deepest sea................
showing life for all to see! | |
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| Nice to see.....
Posted: 5/2/2007 5:36:21 AM | Thanks Jules....nice write
A moment in time,
A sea of emotion,
Crashing to shore,
Like waves of the ocean.
Riding on crest,
Framing the sky,
Like rogues running wild,
Appearing to fly. | |
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| SENSES
Posted: 5/2/2007 6:07:32 AM | SENSES
Walk,
Barefoot,
through the sand.
Touch it,
Feel it,
Really feel it!
Feel it through,
the appendages ,
of your soul.
Fill your senses,
with it's wet warmth,
Absorb it like a breath. | |
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| Nice to see.....
Posted: 5/2/2007 6:10:28 AM | Hello my friend ... Hope you don't mind, I've come to sit by the fire with you .... for there is tranquility in a flame ...
With shallow breath I think
Wondering, waiting, hopelessly?
Chains clutch at my being, so dark
So gray
Edging me towards unfamiliar territory
Waters untested, roads never traveled
Will this be my forever destiny?
To twist, to turn, to chasten my heart,
To burn …
Lost in tranquillity that is not mine
Longing like a lost child
Wondering, waiting, hopelessly?
The endless nights of darkness
Swallowed hole into an abyss
Gnarled thoughts, so called dreams
Crushed into madness and weariness
For I cannot help but wonder
Is it all black?
Treasure the solace
For you shall not be deserted
In your time of need
The blackness, the cold,
It will recede
Like the tides of ocean
As I lay here
Wondering, waiting, hopelessly?
Will you leave me in this place
Unprotected, alone, and so gray
Fear not the unknown my child
For it is here we find
Peace, love, and a little freedom
Hearts renewed, souls reborn
It is not always dark
For the sun will once again
Caress us into laughter
If we but let her
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| Nice to see.....
Posted: 5/2/2007 6:19:57 AM | | Thank you soberkitty for your wonderful write. I hope you will make yourself at home here anytime you like. Your presence warms this thread. | |
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| SERENITY SONG
Posted: 5/2/2007 6:44:48 AM | SERENITY SONG
Night falls,
Shadows dance,
from licking fingers
of a gentle fire.
Soft music,
Tones, and half tones,
wafting, floating,
Ignited by firelight.
Caressed by warmth,
soothed by song,
Melting harmonies
of spirit and soul. | |
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| SERENITY SONG
Posted: 5/2/2007 7:12:20 AM | A smile plays upon my heart
new breath upon my soul has granted a new start
each day I look upon with brand new eyes
I see things bright as bluest skies
Not one moment shall I waste
into my soul each day I take in to baste
what wonders can be found
when we take our time to look around
Our world is full of beauty so deep
so each day I so silently creep
take it in with wonder and smiles
I so enjoy each step I take to cross the miles | |
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| SERENITY SONG
Posted: 5/2/2007 7:51:30 AM | Note to Self ... That Little Girl Within
I see you standing there
Arms wide open, for you are not scared
So innocent, so carefree, and full of belief
For you are unscathed by life’s tragedies and pain
I watch you at times
Knowing…that someday,
You will dance through my soul again
Not a care in the world
Like a beautiful butterfly in spring
For your wings …. They are not broken
By shattered dreams and a jagged heart
You see only with wide eyed wonder
The endless possibilities
You bring a smile to my face, and warmth to my heart
I look at you standing there
Full of hope, curiosity and happiness
Loving eyes that reach out to watch , to protect
To hold me tight as I sift through the fears
Unknowingly …. You keep me safe
You hide yourself, yet scream without sound
I’m still here …
Waiting patiently for your wounds to heal
So that I too may once again …
Play innocently, magically, openly
You know my terrors, you know my fears
For you have always been there
Tucked deep inside for all these years
Watching and waiting ….
For me to fly with you …. To take that chance
And you so patiently wait …
For US to dance
I had previously posted this on another forum ... but wanted to post it here .... By the fire ... hope you don't mind it was a double post. Hope you're having a cattastic day Mandrake ... and others as well ... it's a wonderful day to be alive!  | |
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| SERENITY SONG
Posted: 5/2/2007 8:15:50 PM | Let me sit here for a while
by the fure burning brightly
warmth cascading around me
Let me dream here by your fire
with visions dancing in the flames
and memories burning brightly
Let me remember by the fire
memories of cold winter nights
and hot pure passions
burning hotter than these flames
Join me next to the flames
sip a cup of tea.. and get lost
inside the flickering heat of time
both before and yet to come
shhhhhhhhh... just feel | |
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| ya want fire?
Posted: 5/2/2007 8:47:49 PM | The Cold Weather Seductress
I am not a summer lover;
The humid scorch of a tropical affair
Only burns my skin to discomfort
If I expose my passion to the naked sun.
The sun is always naked, never nude,
For Summer's lovers flash hard, taunt bodies
In stark display.
Their lack of subtlety obscuring access
To a sensuality that is unveiled layer by layer.
Make mine a winter bed--
A Victorian four-poster of sturdy wood
And flannel sheets to hold the warmth
Of a passion not spent in one hour.
My pleasure is a heavy thing that sparkles
Like long auburn hair,
Like peach brandy in a crystal goblet,
Like warm spiced oil on bare skin.
I do not wear my lust loosely--
Like a cotton blouse casually tossed aside
For a twenty minute tryst--
Mine is tailored to fit exactly and wear well.
It is unfastened carefully, slowly and completely.
I prefer that my nights last longer than my days
And should you wonder what motivates
The cold-weather seductress,
I will reveal the secret.
In the glow of winter fires,
I have studied the arts of ecstasy
And discovered a lover's alchemy
By which base things are transformed into gold. | |
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| ya want fire?
Posted: 5/2/2007 9:27:36 PM | Is this house on fire?
I smell the acrid scent
from the woods by the pond tonight
the smoke a curling finger
beaconing us closer
the senses quiver
in the heat
a furious wind sweeps the air
there is no one home
in this delusion
to put out the flames
is it but a dream
fallen on the silence
of an old ruins
where the druids danced
with the leaping flames of time. | |
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| ya want fire?
Posted: 5/3/2007 8:19:03 AM | Yeah....The Man has a home...I will be back!!! | |
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| Special thanks
Posted: 5/3/2007 2:20:36 PM | A special thanks to each one of you for taking the time to enter a post here. I am touched and flattered. So many thanks to all.
Wicked and Wise....Whyspr....Red Earth Mother....Autumn Fantasy....Cynderella.
and Sober Kitty
Hope you can find time to visit again. I always look forward to reading your works. | |
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| PARABLE II
Posted: 5/3/2007 3:42:37 PM | PARABLE II
Black widow, black widow, where are you hiding?
Your tangled web of deceit lays exposed,
You run in the shadows of darkness,
And hide behind doors that are closed.
Black widow, black widow, your venom injected,
Into the hearts of the unknowing,
Spreading your poison far and wide,
While you bask in the glowing.
Place a mirror before your throne,
You just can't resist the bite,
Now the toxic dagger is your own,
Making things just right! | |
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| PARABLE II
Posted: 5/3/2007 4:19:10 PM | Oooohhhhhhhh............I like that one !
Shadows dance across the wall
I think I saw my life flash by
Black, gray, twisted visions
Ghosts of a life I wish I could forget
Pictures so ingrained, doors left open ever so slightly
Why must I always remember
That time, that pain, that torture
As I lay here with eyes wide shut
The memories they flood
Washing me out to sea in a hurricane
For “I” am the eye of that storm
Twisted, tormented, relentless
Unforgiving
I open my eyes hoping ……
Hoping the pictures have somehow changed
The script would be rewritten
Yet the visions still dance
With a sickening, horrid staccato
That echoes ever so loudly through my heart
My mind,
My entire soul
A war within myself, I beg
For you are only shadows dancing on the wall
You are not who I really am
Or are you?
>^..^<. | |
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| THAT TIME OF LIFE
Posted: 5/3/2007 9:24:38 PM | THAT TIME OF LIFE
That time,
A moment flashing
before my eyes,
Forever crashing,
Lashing out,
sick and tired
of being sick,
Desperate,
Reaching out,
A gentle hand,
lifting up,
Life altering
experience,
Drew me in,
No longer
the fatal sin,
No longer
the man I could have been,
rather the man,
I want to be! | |
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| Eternity speaks
Posted: 5/4/2007 7:23:33 AM | Eternity Speaks
What say you, O Eternity?
What evil intoxicates thy soul,
How vast the secrets of your womb,
Your abyss like a black hole.
Deep, mysterious O Eternity,
How dark thy shadows bend,
The minds of future seekers,
Drunkenly dancing to ascend. | |
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| EROTIC SHIMMER
Posted: 5/4/2007 8:25:03 AM | EROTIC SHIMMER
Whispered caress,
velvet like touch,
Painting excitement,
on naked flesh,
Warming, elevating,
Stimulating, moving,
Stroking the entire canvas,
Exposed,
Raising,
to fever pitch,
Ignited wetness
Writhing, joining,
Thrusting,
Penetrating over,
and over,bringing
explosions of pleasure,
wave after wave,
Multiple orgasms,
spent, collapsed
into each other. | |
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| VIKINGS AT THE GATE!
Posted: 5/4/2007 8:39:34 AM | - KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, IT'S UM,... THE,... UH,... PIZZAMAN! THAT'S IT! YEAH! -
Lock the doors and sound the horn
Hide the cat and all your porn
Breakout your armor dust off the sword
Erik has come from across the fjord
Oh my goodness look at the house
Let's have a party and I'll be the louse
We'll tell such stories of scary need
Hagar brought women and I'll bring the mead
You prayed for good fortune and also good luck
Unfortunately I visit, you're stuck
But that's okay for look at the fun
Vikings can bring you when not on the run
- Erik - Just thought I'd pop in,.... sorry,... ya should have weatherproofed the place better! hahahaha Nice thread! SKOAL Mandrake! <> | |
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| VIKINGS AT THE GATE!
Posted: 5/4/2007 8:47:05 AM | | Hey Erik! Great post....thanks for sharing...feel free to stop by anytime! Always a treat to hear from you. | |
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| PARADISE REMEMBERED
Posted: 5/4/2007 7:23:05 PM | PARADISE REMEMBERED
Memories of the Paradise,
A greasy spoon cafe,
The place was always open,
Twenty four hours a day.
The patrons widely varied,
From those in suits and ties,
But when the sun descended,
Came those with bleary eyes.
The music floating on the air,
Musicians playing the blues,
The seedy sad and lonely,
Drown sorrows in their booze.
Paper baggers at the bar,
Trying to get their fix,
While through a smokey window,
Watch hookers turning tricks.
Ahhh- the Paradise cafe,
It's gone today you see,
A place that held my midnight hours,
Just a treasured memory. | |
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| PARADISE REMEMBERED
Posted: 5/4/2007 9:46:47 PM | On my fortieth birthday
I was given three wishes
Where would I like to return to?
What memories did I search?
Down to Yorkville
In a small coffee house called
“The Riverboat”
I spent many hot evenings
Listening to folk singers
Who were troubadours in their time?
Gordon Lightfoot, Dan Hill
Many, many more would gather
To hear the guitars gently weep
Toronto was filled with interesting places
To change our stripes
Favourite haunts of the teens/early twenties crowd
Half yuppie, half hippie
As you walked down the street
You could pause and hear
An unchained melody
Floating on the air
I took a trip back in time
Another person
With children and responsibilities
Walked the same streets
Years later
A dream world of memories
Slept in a big old hotel
In a suite built for many
But it was just the two of us
You tried so many times to make me happy
Then why wasn’t I?
It has all changed
Or I had
I closed my mind and made another wish
For something simple next time around
No going back
Something new and meaningful
Wrapped up with a big red bow.
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| FOND MEMORIES
Posted: 5/5/2007 9:06:43 AM | | Thanks AF....I remember my days in the coffee houses....Gordon Lightfoot....Joan Biaz....Buffy St. Marie....Dan Foggarty.....Jim Croce...Dan Hill...and many more. | |
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| FOND MEMORIES
Posted: 5/5/2007 9:32:28 AM | ok...here's my silly poem from e-mail...
This semester,I took on all these social sciences
It doesn't even leave me much time for my household appliances.
(get your mind out of the gutter  )
I told my psych.teachers I knew"crazy" in class on the first day
But they made me show up all semester anyway just to get my A
I don't like all these tests keeping my thoughts in a cage
Good thing this semester ends in two more days 
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With a rush of yearning
to embrace a single moment and make it last....
To let the world go on without us,
for in this moment,
a new memory to hold fast....
I'll hold you like a lover should,
just sit with me awhile.
Youv'e already touched from a distance,
I just want to feel your smile...... | |
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