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Posted: 7/17/2008 2:23:45 AM | i do not know the pain
that follows you again
surrounding you in grief
without much release
but i do know the eyes
of a mother who realize
that the time for her son
is now lost by the hands of a gun
and a daughter lost in tears
with all the world to fear
and what's left of her heart
that will never part
and with every year that past
the memories will out last
all the pain and sorrow
and hopes for tomorrow
but sometimes out of the blue
for no rhyme or reason it is true
a knife pierces thru my heart
and still bleeds
for him | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 6:25:38 AM | rosie, always remember.... how much i love you and your poetry
"Look at the Darkness, giving birth to the Sun." Khalil Gibran
Softly comes the dawn
Let us remain perfectly still
Balancing perfectly
On this transparent moment
Breathing with the silent light
Hope now threading through each thought
Leaning into this sweet hunger
Our hand ready to receive the world
And all that passes for grace. | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 6:31:23 AM | So GOOD to have your words back! 
And what a beautiful 'entry' | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 6:55:43 AM | I must confess I don't much care for
and all that passes for grace.
the implication of "passes for" being, I think, that it ain't! | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:02:21 AM | ^^or as close as it gets..or ever will
in this imperfect world of ours
I thought it was a perfect tie down | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:10:32 AM | awww jer, that red edit pencil will be the death of me.... :)
yes, yes, yes, wanted to convey that reaching for the smallest shred, that tiniest hope that might that might that just might save us, keep us sane, bring us closer to beauty, truth, serenity | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:14:06 AM | sweetheart...
why explain your words?
they are perfect to...
imperfectly
me! | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:20:27 AM | of all the souls here
you most perfect of all
you most sweet and rare
generous as the summer moon
lifting the shadows for all
no emptiness
no fear where your light reaches
love you rosie,
will you marry me????????
you cook
i'll clean
we'll wear red and purple
and slurple our tea
teehee teehee
love you rosie
love, me | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:22:48 AM | yeah...
i'll marry you!!...
and about 5 other people...
all at once even! | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:33:35 AM | BRIZO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
are ya up for a menage a trois??? :) | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:35:18 AM | *fingers in ears* lalalalalalalalalalalalala......yeah....i AM your "daughter" after all....lol....
glad to see your "face" round here again | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:41:04 AM | GASP!
Is it safe to come out of the water now?!!!
G'mornin' all! | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 7:54:19 AM | oops ash, i keep forgetting about your delicate ears!!!
juju.... what the hell??? we've got lifejackets galore!!!!
yes, goodmorning world
good morning all
the sun is shining (it's only 98 in the shade here today)
but the trees give shelter
the cicadas are giving song
and even the hardest stone
is apt to give water any minute now
i am root, clutching abundance
i am branch, reaching sweet peace | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 9:03:43 AM | The Swan
northern cross of a new age
born of water and fire
emotions plane
a balance of these attained
transforming from within
intuition sings
searching for the soul
one purpose the only goal
learning to accept a state of grace
in the milky way she takes her place
surrendering to the flow
set upon a nights sky to glow
Welcome back Silver | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 9:40:25 AM | | Sure, as long as number three is Gerard Butler or Viggo Mortenson.... | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 10:02:46 AM | Hi can I play too?
The silence of my lover speaks,
beware, prepare for sadder weeks.
Reading retreats, a skillful art,
is there room for me in your heart?
Oh the passion flowing at first,
filling my reservoir of thirst.
I thought you were my counterpart,
is there room for me in your heart?
For awhile I was your Princess,
with a beauty glowing ageless.
I could sense something kept apart,
is there room for me in your heart?
Something you kept behind your gate,
private, secluded the estate.
Admitting no one from the start,
is there room for me in your heart?
So I knocked upon that gateway,
asked for you to come out and play.
You picked up your toys to depart,
is there room for me in your heart?
The flimsy frame for my desire
cracked, without love that I require.
Bittersweet knowing I'm so smart,
is there room for me in your heart? | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 12:18:16 PM | sunoir, sometimes i can barely breathe as your words capture me, bear me so swiftly through your soul....thank you so much for such a lovely poem :)
Brizo, sounds good to me, you gonna call Viggo or should i???? :)
perfectly me, what a wonderful moniker!!!! what a nice profile and what a poignant poem.....lovely style...so glad you came over to play today, hope you return many many more times.
out the door
just now
to sail the mighty Hudson
to take her into my soul
the threshold of worlds
earth, water and wind
a blessing most rare
a place most sacred
this water of life
this water wise
bearing me
onward to life | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 12:35:22 PM | From the reeds,
the splendor of the swan's song
echoes in tonal rhapsody,
empowering the weeping souls
enslaved by the macabre,
to break the chains that bind,
reversing the spell of hades corpus,
transported to that magical
place, where peace and serenity
reign supreme. | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 1:01:10 PM | Thank you Silverswan I will as I can come to play with you. I love your poetry and your heart is beautiful to me.
I also enjoy reading the other poets here too. | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 4:57:36 PM | ah swannie, we might as well make a commune, the rebirth of the Hog Farm perhaps??
love you guys,
My head is spinning
I walk a round like a fool
grinning my damn head off
Ah love , lust
won and lost
a broken heart the only cost
it has been so long
since this game I played
the rules have changed
I deal my cards
the same appear
the wolf, bear and silken seal
my spirit guides
my trio three
still walk this path with me
but the card that
crosses
now that has changed
Faol the Wold
has woken
Draig Teine
My Selchie Calls
Bran the Raven speaks
and I for the next card , now do reach | |
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Posted: 7/19/2008 11:16:11 PM | Swan I would bear some pain for you if I could. My back is strong as is my spirit. I've had a shattered leg that is part of my walk since I was 27. 'Tho slower I still get there.
I am a brand new poet but a old storyteller, the pieces seem to mesh now much to my amazement and delight. I've posted this my first poem in another thread here but I've punctuated it now so it might read a bit different. I'd like to give it to you Beautiful Swan.
Golden
On my porch, the fading light of day
dreams of night.
The mountains, painted with light and shadow
soft in pastel colors; dusty dirt roads
stretch from mountain to mountain
across the valley floor
in straight lines - a signal to God
we are here!
My garden's glowing in the evening,
freshly watered and content to sleep
as the light fades away.
The same light paints my arm golden
and, as it glows, I'm in awe
of the perfection I'm part of. | |
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Posted: 7/20/2008 3:21:39 AM | ^^ absolutely gorgeous Perfectly me
You took me with you to the moment...
What a fantastic page is painted here
Daubs of colorful thoughts in perfect random array
And love
Much love
The world can always use a little more of that wonderful stuff | |
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Posted: 7/20/2008 7:48:00 AM |
The world can always use a little more of that wonderful stuff
Thank you my friend, I can use more of that wonderful stuff too. I'd had a epiphany a few days before and was floating around doing my chores in literally a very high state.
I either have to be touched by God again or by his emissary a good man. Hope it's not too out of the ball park to say that spiritual and physical energy seem to be using the same system to flow around in. To me this high is much like that high. No wonder there are so many zealots! | |
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Posted: 7/20/2008 10:52:15 AM | """""On my porch, the fading light of day
dreams of night.""""
well, i really should just copy out the whole thing, it was simply perfection from one bright perfect soul...... marvellous...and though i have no such message from the god's that it is time for love or man to find me, i do agree about the energy flowing, we are our thoughts, we create our perfection, we have the physical and spiritual power to draw unto us everything that we truly want...
so many times
we wait for the wondrous things
we want to finally happen
but i say we alone create them
bring them to birth
form them in our dreams
puffing them out like wisps of smoke
delicious opium of all we desire
drunk upon life, high from the
sweet sugar pouring from us
and us alone
we are the masters of our universe
we are the captains at the prow
gliding sweetly through the ocean of life
with the winds of our belief
bringing us full circle to our yearning soul | |
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