| The Quilt adding a piece...
Posted: 3/7/2008 10:57:44 PM | Canvas starts out raw
colors splattered in ALL
forming an image
for living life long
always room to add another
Picture Perfect Life of Matter!!!
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/9/2008 9:49:31 AM | bright the day now
friends arrived
great rays
to warm a cold day....
Thanks chums. Nice to see you here.
It was a long weekend, the St. Pat merriment has begun, lots of fun, meeting new people here and there - and one in particular was nice to find - but mostly it is nice to return to new friends, new lives now firmly planted in this garden.
erotic is spring
the planting
the sowing
we stretch to open wider
in longing of warmth
we plunge deeper to seek
the sweetness of meaning
yes
lay me down on the ground of need
yes
lay me across the waters thrusting
wantonness my wings
springtime my soul | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/9/2008 10:13:24 AM | A-
you bring me skies wide and wild
filled with clouds of colors
and pieces of yourself
now part of me
patchworked to
the garment of me
softly flowing
silken threads
do join us
sky and cloud
tulip and bluebonnet
what floats now between us
invisible as thought
and meaningful as
breath | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/9/2008 10:21:26 AM | R-
your dancing words
create an inner lining
a fine grace
shaping my minutes
the breath of you
a leaking dawn
slowly spreading light
across the darkness of lonely hours
the surrounding air
now full of hope | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/11/2008 12:54:20 AM | Wild indigo dingoes march up the cliff
Forgetting never never land and
All that puke flavored jazz
Making a cacophony
Of Swiss cheese melting
Sound in my ear
NOOOO DON’T
Let me stroll past you
In alligator skin flip flops w/ ginseng engorgement
While chugging mead and laughing with volatility
Thoughts are as gurglings from a polluted Well
She be Keeper of Flame and I Warrior of Twilight
(love your writes Swan, best I could do this late, hope to return welcomed with a better offering unto your great thread.  ) | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/12/2008 3:03:14 AM | It's not on sale,
Friendship,
This year.
Not give and take.
Not a handshake and a wink.
Not trade-off.
I love flowers,
Even if they do die.
And Springtime,
Even thought it burns off.
And you,
Who will also go. | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/12/2008 9:06:24 PM | simple softness of acceptance
his words stay with me
reading them again
i am touched more
such gentle words
full of freedom
such kind words
full of hope
but oh…
they are not
always easy words
lightness in the dark
powerful and powerless
complex yet oh so simple
words that bring deliverance
simple softness of acceptance | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/13/2008 11:47:44 AM | lunar, you keep my mind spinning to new places i never would have gone to!!!! i think we'd do well at a campfire, with a devotional moment of mead and music and some dancing 'round the fire..... in alligator flip flops of course!!!!
sometimes the very room seems to heave with effort to breathe
the wires from the machines found more orifices than I knew existed
i sneak in past visiting time because who dies according to schedule?
i want to hope, see green halos around your head, pretend
pretend something in you still grows, still does not want to die
but you do. you couldn't help yourself.
life is short. forgetting you will be a long time coming.
through my tears, i see a fly walking up the wall behind you
and i know just how small i am, walking up life with my seeking arms | |
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| The Quilt
Posted: 3/13/2008 12:03:00 PM | Expat, hello there. love the completeness, the cycle of your thought. thanks so much for stopping by...
death has crossed my path
twined my deepest roots
cost me seasons of abundance
but i move with sun in my veins
from fragments of your sky
with the taste of your light
rainbowing my tongue....
and slowly move into joy | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 12:17:16 PM | oh rose, how you are like silk! a prism i love to see the world through!!!
i am given to sudden wind
like a seed
like a spore
the third eye opens
through the ascending air
i search for myself
and miracles that were always there
i think this is a memory
of heaven | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 12:32:33 PM |  Silver, lovely words here!
Upon the silent edge of night
stands a heart of dark
of night
For once upon a mighty story
love did ride
in all its glory!
Falsehoods led her way so long
like the mentors
minds so strong
Left to find her way
is real
Lifting up to know she feels
What is left inside
precious!
What she holds a secret
left
Hearts of pain
no not to wander
yet they always
seek, discover
for her heart is
still Alive
If not alive...
she would not
speak!
Simple softness of acceptance
given to all ...
It is precious'
Accept '
know
All is good!
This is love
in sisterhood!
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 1:00:44 PM |
She's the silverswan
Wings spread wide
Comforting the Eyes
Sharing her love with no disguise
Seeing her graceful swimming
Upon the water is dreamy!!!
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 5:05:35 PM | It’s getting to be a long time
Since I met you.
Seems it gets better,
Like shoes.
I learn from you.
I look up to you.
I care an awful lot about you.
It’s getting to be a long time.
Used to be
We were new to each other
Super exciting
Sort of strange
Now a part of me
Has come to be
Because of you
A special kind of growing
I’ve done
To meet you
Across so many distances
And it’s been good
Good to know you
Good to know you see all of me
Good to quiet my heart
And let that person out
Not very many people
Have seen that person these days
The part of me who wants to know
When the games stop
…and just being begins
It’s getting to be a long time | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 8:06:39 PM | | "taste of your light rainbowing my tongue" u may call urself a swan but your words fly with the eagles (if not intergalactic albatrosses LOL). ... and yes when i finally resume the freedom of the open road again a bonfire emblazened baachanal would definetley be in order. | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 11:25:31 PM | I like the thought of that... intergalactic albatross..... other galaxies might prove more fertile ground for this old batty bird.
my desires are my very own
private
not for public consumption
the tree hides much
behind the bark
sweet meat
soft sap
deep roots
and branches
where defiance hangs
in this now last ribbon of sun
the stage darkens slowly
no applause
but the critics loved me | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/13/2008 11:42:22 PM | this tree hides litle
top half split open by lightning strike
laid open
bare
charred
and exposed
half way down
a large hole
owls roost
one could stick their fist right in
just be aware of bees nest hangin from limb
comb dripping of honey
afflutter with stingers from the bringers who call it home
even has a few old initials
carved deep
in plain view
for all the world to see
it hides not its decay
but surrenders not to the rot
this aging wood shall thrive on
bent but not broke
still does new growth shoot forth from its base
saplings
stretching out toward sunshine.
Oh when will it rain? | |
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| simple softness of acceptance
Posted: 3/14/2008 12:55:15 AM | or should i just laugh with the clowns
and spurn the wind's fury
and caress the rapid river
and laugh at angry seagulls
and wink at the devil
and spurn the risky river
and caress the laughing wind
and laugh while winking
with the clowns and devils
laughter like cymbals
rivers like riots
winds like caresses
spurning the seagulls
who riot like devils
or should i just laugh with the clowns
because winking spurns the fury
of the devil? | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/14/2008 7:05:35 AM | when lunar light
strikes the swan
wonderous words
swell
what a delight
to read
i smile inside
at the
creations
images dance
in my head
at the
wonders
painted when
lunacy strikes silver | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/14/2008 9:28:06 AM | suddenly i see
why i love this
the dark side
of the moons
reflected
on this pond
the thoughts
captured
and released
these word
hunters
with arrows
that never wound
healing truths
that help me
find home
in the dark | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/14/2008 10:25:20 PM | ^^u sly swan u^^
finding my home
in the dark
the path eclipsed
but far from blind
or lost
in the shadows can one step boldly
brushing past the boogey(wo)man
blowing kisses to lycanthrope
teasing succubi
and pickpocketing ghosts
TO STEAL LINKS FROM THEIR CHAINS
learning to walk through the night
so as to one day
run free again in broad days light | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/15/2008 12:38:55 AM | there are pieces of me
inside these words
pieces just learning
to walk after years of crawling
and only under the
new moon will i let you see me
where stars dance over the
slumbering mountains
i no longer climb
and i will wait for you
at the edge of this river
on the shore of this line
the ice wraiths holding
the keys to my chains
i'll not chance the thin ice
no
nor leap the rushing floes
those wedges of failure
broken from my heart of wild beauty
hiding in plain sight
under a waterfall of unstructured pain
i only expect to meet dragons
who when they find me
will leer and whisper
"yes it's true, yes it's true,
you are ugly" | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/15/2008 12:59:18 PM | swan....
your beauty radiates
thru your words
your spirit so playful
creative, exciting
allow yourself to be
who you've become
ugly duckling
you are not
expect only the best
for that is what you deserve
you are
too beautiful
for words
r. | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/15/2008 7:27:23 PM | time is a smooth shell
a temporary lodging
where we hide best what
matters
how long does a day
linger in your hands?
if you carry it long enough
will you find truth or beauty?
don't kid yourself
ahhhh
here comes the rain
to change everything | |
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| reversing the spell...
Posted: 3/15/2008 7:31:37 PM | | awww swan you truly are a silver tongued temptress of words.....great thread | |
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