| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 2/22/2009 8:14:18 PM | Pure exhaustion
is holding my breath
despite what i know
is your truth
The subtle taste on skin
moistened by yesterday's rain
is washing away red stained tears
on white collars
Inhaling you--
--breathing out
Licking honey dipped
freedom....
....escaping
my undeniable need
...for your truth...
~Beth | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 2/25/2009 7:31:03 PM | Generic Love
Tis you I see...tis you,
not the moon
nor stars,
tis thy vision
which, in light or dark,
comforts me,
tis not gardens
nor flowers,
that bloom or blossom,
not wind or sky,
nor sun,
in all things
beautiful,
tis you I see....
tis you! | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 2/25/2009 8:00:14 PM | There you are... my little slice of heaven!  | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 2/26/2009 4:30:20 AM | Hello Blue....just a little diddy I wrote last night!
Riding rhapsody's veil,
crystal notes of love
playing seduction
in the moonlight,
the minstrels magic,
irresistable, turning hearts
on a stringed lyric,
so melodious,
as if hypnotic,
filling the air
with hearts afire,
couples everywhere
becoming one,
e'en the meadows
made love to the horizon! | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/12/2009 6:06:07 PM | I just came here to see
What words I could put into my mouth
To see how deep the water is
So I can get way too far over my head
I just came here to breathe
But realized I was on the moon
Where floating away is a reality (a probability)
And breathing is an impossibility
I just wanted you to see....
That the music moves me
And hits too close to my proverbial home
I just wanted to pretend that it was all
all right.
For a moment so I can breath and talk and stay put
Exactly where I need to...
I remembered, in an "a-ha moment" that you are exactly where
you need to be
So even with all the remember this and I will never forget thats...
We are the songs and the memories, the breaths and the words
Wrapped into cloth and hidden in a box...
Gently protected but unnecessary for this time...
I just came here to tell you that....
~Blue
I dropped this over in souls, but it was created for another space---even beyond here....it's very personal.... love to you all. | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/12/2009 6:11:31 PM | Personal...but beautiful, like you are.
love
Manny xo | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/12/2009 6:15:00 PM | Thanks! I miss you!!!! I just have been busy...found work and have been a busy girl.... lol....
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Beholden love
Breathing hope
Of soft underbellies
In children’s hearts
Playing songs for the morrow
Drinking in morning goblets of sun
Flickering prisms, capturing
My attention
Butterfly wishes in heart shaped dishes
Where have I heard that before?
Moonrise upon sunset
Wash on the waters edge
Moot points made in redundant patterns
In this kaleidoscope of city side walks
And ocean beaches lined up with stars
Above in the “great big sky”
Piecing together what ifs and why nots
Pleading in places unnecessary
For present understanding
Black hearts turned blue
Fighting for life and lost memory
Winning hearts and not fading
Into nothing if just for a millisecond
Begging for second chances
We feel the soft underbelly
Of human nature
Knowing what was lost
Never really is
What we thought was misplaced
Was always really there
Stealing moments in time
Precious few and far between
Content with what is
Cradling what’s true
Drinking in what is sweet
Inhaling breath for life
To watch it bloom
In fragrant dreamscapes
Of life passing fast before us
Seeking contentment
For broken hearts.....
~Blue | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/14/2009 1:04:51 PM | Rainfall
In free fall
Where I fall...
...An after thought
Stripped down
Inside
out
Inspected and torn
Apart
Blown
open
Then reattached
Listen to the sound
Of the rain fall
In free fall
Without
After thought
Smell the loveliness
In sheltered skies
~Blue | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/14/2009 1:10:56 PM | It rained today in music land
changed the way I had it planned;
no hot dog cooking barbecue stand
but mouse, guitar, and drink in hand.
a click to tick the time away,
a trick with pick when time to play;
all in all it's just today,
and better still than yesterday.
It's quiet when it rains outside,
quite unsafe to take a ride;
sometimes tires slip and slide
so me? I like to stay inside.
Posting that here, right after such a peaceful poem almost feels crass to do, hope you don't mind...it's been a while and I thought to drop by and say hi...leave a thought, and the rain was there and here....but there I go having an afterthought... | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/14/2009 1:22:13 PM | 2it... I dig it!!
Didn't feel too crass to me! Thanks for droppin' some paint! | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/14/2009 6:08:30 PM | Blue, thought I would drop in if I may......
Lost in the sands of time
moments passing away
seasons of life .....perhaps
................. pehaps more
what sunset did we stop at
two oceans drifting apart
upon the sands
the spell of petrone
sweet nectar spilled
emotions alive
prose upon prose
that sunset long past
drifted away
upon the waves of two oceans
now seperated by sunsets
and time
shadow | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/15/2009 5:03:12 PM | Natural essence of
wildflower blooms
on young spring days
Seduction surpassed
sweetened droplets on skin
inhaled while running passed
Laying flat on backs
consumed by rays
ingested by flavored lips
Pure bliss
My fantasy
Lined in lust
~Blue | |
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| Warm Waves.....
Posted: 3/15/2009 5:24:29 PM | My work is done for this long day, the sun sets on the strand
My mind is as unsettled as my feet upon the sand
This is the ground I cannot hold, it rolls away from me
My heart is on the farthest wave, a boat upon the sea
Moving out to you, moving out to you
My heart is on the farthest wave moving out to you
Sometimes I hear you say my name, you steal into my sleep
And stir the sea inside of me, the longing running deep
I have enough to see me through, do you have all you need?
My heart is on the farthest wave, I cannot stop the sea
I have enough to see me through, do you have all you need?
My heart is on the farthest wave, I cannot stop the sea
Herself.
Cathie Ryan  | |
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| Warm Waves.....
Posted: 3/16/2009 5:36:07 PM | | Truly, beautiful write :) I like it very, very much!! | |
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| Warm Waves.....
Posted: 3/17/2009 1:11:32 AM | yesterday the sun called to me
asking me, beckoning me
to come and see
her rise over
the ocean
and I
obediently
did as I was asked
grabbing my camera
as I ran past to get there fast
not to miss her first appearance
so together we walked by the sea
watching the incredible beauty
capturing with shots aplenty
the vast sky of deep blues
lit up by the rising sun's
orange fire hues
reflections
streaking
cross the sea
coming to me
were landing on
freshly moistened sand
and on my camera in my hand
as the tide seemed to be on the rise
and waves broke upon the shore
an endless source of energy
and immense beauty
touched my eyes
filling me
deeply
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/21/2009 8:32:35 AM | | refreshing to read this morning, your sultry longings in form and though they are short, sweet and wholly succinct i feel that they will be on my mind sometime... | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/21/2009 10:35:04 AM | | Thank you iPoet.... really..... means a lot to me that you read my work.... | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/21/2009 10:19:24 PM | It comes to this
Gingerly stepping
to avoid egg shell
scattered and mixed
with glass slivers
strewn by apathy
It comes to this
Piecing back together
what your bullet
has blown apart
Shot in momentary,
Inevitable darkness
It comes to this
A blank mind
Unable to say
What tongues
Beg--
Redundant ramblings
In dark spaces.
It comes
And goes
Pleads
Sleeps
And bleeds
And it always, comes to this....
~Blue | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 4:43:28 AM | and it always, all ways...comes to this...
stillness
breathing
hearts beating
in unison
each one
connected
to each other
and all
internal
external
individual
universal
all is one | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 9:23:02 AM | it comes to this...
like a noir, dark - poignant
and in the darkest noir
the villians and the heros slink away | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 9:35:04 AM | my reality
comes to me
by the
life i choose to live
consciously
making decisions
or
unconsciously
flowing with life
what i do today
(i think i'll stay in bed)
leads me to a life
beyond dreams
where there are no boundaries
expect for the ones i draw myself | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 10:11:02 AM | ~smiles~
You guys are amazing you know......
Man, I love it here.... (well, in the forums, lol...specifically, the poetry forums).....
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 11:32:44 AM | typo queen here....
so let me try this again...with a bit of editing!!!
(sweetblue..so happy you're back!)
my reality
comes to me
by the
life i choose to live
consciously
making decisions
or
unconsciously
flowing with life
what i do today
(i think i'll stay in bed)
leads me to a life
beyond dreams
where there are no boundaries
except for the ones
i draw myself | |
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| Sounds of Blue...
Posted: 3/22/2009 6:34:14 PM | I liked your write so much rose I didn't even see the typos!
It's just as wonderful without them! lol | |
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