| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 10:56:28 AM | And the mime,
disguising his words
with his hands,
decorated his
air canvas
with smiles,
painting hearts
and tears
in a family
portrait
of
passersby! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 5:40:02 PM | I am the night of dark,
color me
ebony
I am the night of light,
color me
ivory
I am the night of warmth,
color me
fire
I am the night of dreams,
color me
uncertainty
I am the night of death,
color me not! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 5:51:38 PM | Thank you sweety, I appreciate that very much. Another moment of my insanity showing through! Wrote that one in record time.....5 minutes!
inspiration and insanity aren't far apart in the dictionary either! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 5:57:06 PM | inspiration
insanity
aren't they one (& the same)
the rules to life
powers would agree
creating (strife) harmony
safety nets binding us
calming us so we can(t) see
this our shot @ wisdom
or a silly tra(gedy)vesty
i'm nowhere near done with it, but it stopped there for some strange reason...
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 6:03:00 PM | wow! The word play is excellent sweety! I love it, and the way it invents double intent. Your creative imagination is awesome!  | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 6/30/2008 9:52:07 PM | juju....love it...very e.e.cumming-esque of you...he is simply one of my faves...
and sweetheart you play him so well.... (bet you didn't even know it!!!)
bravissimo!!!! encore!!! encore!!! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 6:50:12 AM | ~morning walk~
he runs up to us
scruff of his neck raised
not in dominance
but play
such spirited eyes
'go home'
i command
as he runs circles
around us
soon bored
he wanders off
lost in thought
(a prerequisite
of my walks)
i hear it
thud, thud, thud, thud
not having to look back
i know
no life left in that body
the truck speeds away
i wonder
will i 'go' gamboling at play
or expire ever so slowly
while the demons have their way
another truck quietly pulls up
'did you happen to see
what happened to that dog?'
-a truck, he ran out, so sad
was all i can muster
he shakes his head
and moves along
following daisy home
i weep | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 7:42:37 AM | Sorry to hear about that Rose, but the write was beautiful.
hugs darlin!
HAPPY CANADA DAY...to all my friends in Canada, and all other Canadians wherever you are in the world on this day! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 7:51:52 AM | oh canada, oh canada
how we love thee sooo
your nature's so sweet
and your trees such a tweet(!)
or so the story goes
the mounties and their stead
doing all them good deeds
brings tears to my eyes..
oh my sweetest canada
i cannot tell a lie
thought 'bout moving
my arse up there
in the snow and cold
but figured, naw it's getting too late
cuz these bones are getting old
oh canada, sweet canada
one things fursure
the words that comes from outta there
makes the kitties purrrr
(just wanted to say thanks manny and happy day to you and ALL the blessed canadians out there!!!
and sun...thank you too sweetie...yeah, it's the ol' life on life terms...gets me everytime) | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:30:15 AM | Thank you Rose for a lovely tribute.
My homeland I've travelled
from coast to coast,
in every province
I've raised a toast...
Atlantic to Pacific,
from sea to sea,
there's no other place
that I'd rather be.  | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 6:28:37 PM | People,
wall to wall,
ships
so very tall,
sails,
glistening white,
sparklers,
in the night,
fireworks,
shooting high,
just like stars
in evenings sky.
Canada Day has been a wonderful day! | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 6:53:09 PM | The crow speaks voices
unfamiliar to most,
the owl sits in reverence,
but seldom a good host,
Echoes of the woodland
tell stories of the past,
where the night of the day
calm the shadows running fast | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 7:50:37 PM | beautiful
dancing on air
didn't Van Morrison
say the night is magic
staring into space
smiling
softly
harboring secrets
soul deep
contraption
built on feelings
of happiness | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:02:30 PM | sing me way down south
tell me what goes through
the mind
finding out
true worth
feelings
that
open doors to the universe
starstruck | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:02:59 PM | lovin yer writes JJB...hey Lunar! Good to see ya.
Flying in on a falling star,
singing enchantments ,
scattering pixie dust
on sleeping crops,
roof tops,
and those with evil eyes,
stirring the sandman
from slumbers wake,
turning the star
for another ride
back to the midnight
sky. | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:08:07 PM | indeed, my friend
life goes forward
when in recognizing your true
family
when you don't recognize the boundries and lines
but see the dance
of recognition
between souls
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:21:14 PM | Heart of Mind
I watched her,
entranced
by her presence,
she glided, as if
on air,
my heart left my body,
I saw it beat,
in her eyes,
palpitating,
sweating,
that feeling you know
all too well,
I danced her
in my mind,
over and over,
Iknew her waist size,
from my minds touch,
I knew her lips,
their taste, exquisite,
love at first sight. | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:22:22 PM | is this where you thought you'd be
when this life began
plans, blueprints drawn up
mine don't match exactly...
think i lost the scheme
somewhere around my first breath
i didn't plan on memphis
beale street was deep blue
nebraska...beautiful state
but choices in life
are just that...
choices...
if love is marriage is love
did i ever fall off that turnip truck...
no. this is not what the blueprint said
greens, purples, reds leaves
golden hues streaming through
the shadows on life's path
but the boys...
when i was four
i asked God for THREE boys
they were given to ME
in this life i was loved by them
who needs a blueprint anyway | |
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| Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/1/2008 8:25:06 PM | Mandrake
Do I ever tell you that enough
you are my constant
my friend in laughter & heart
spirit of soul.
I love you
You are...a gift & treasure for
from God for many of us...
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