| First Child
Posted: 5/11/2008 9:43:19 AM | We are children of chance
and senseless storms shove
us onto paths not of our choosing
But I am a mother
I am the soil upon which my daughter will stand
and I must find the way
be the light to illumine her soul | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 127 | |
| First Child
Posted: 5/11/2008 10:19:49 AM |  Happy Mothers Day silverswan!
Lovely things that gleam like water
Holding us in still left haunt
The memories and the plans
to be;
All the things we've yet to see!
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| The Weavers
Posted: 5/11/2008 3:28:08 PM | for m, r and a, three special moms (you know who you are!)
invisible threads have woven you
into my tapestry
enriching my colors
enhancing my abilities
increasing my strength
no longer merely a remnant
tattered and torn by anger and despair
i wrap myself around life newly souled
able to meld into the warp of this wearying world | |
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| The Weavers
Posted: 5/11/2008 6:58:46 PM | ((( Happy Mother's Day dear lady I call friend)))
I come to you
broken
You are my
super glue
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| The Weavers
Posted: 5/12/2008 3:45:35 AM | A strength of caring
reaching across this land
as I can almost feel you holding my hand
gripping tight, soaring through to a blissful day
gathering others along the way
A Mothers' Heart shows in your words today!!
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| The Weavers
Posted: 5/12/2008 5:13:02 AM | such strength and wisdom
weave their way
thru your words
often in awe
by the fabric
you create
so bold
so strong
so true
leaves me
breathless
~*~ | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/13/2008 6:14:02 PM | spring's port de bras
stretches lines of loveliness
like wings unfolding
in never ending beauty | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/16/2008 6:11:07 AM | Neverending BEAUTY is of thee
"Reversing the Spell"
dig'n deep in self
finding a wind of strength to carry on
Fly'n us higher and higher
For our lifetime!!!.................. | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/16/2008 7:19:18 AM | life
isn't always
pleasant or kind
it is what it is
but living it
really embracing it
i'm becoming
me | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/16/2008 10:56:26 AM | ((Hi Swan, hope your having a good day honey .... for all the sisters and brothers))
To have the second soul it's true
The one to stand up and fight for you
The one you love with all your heart
the one who shares your night in the dark
Doesn't matter if you know their name
you know they hear you just the same
When advice is offered ... when it's free
Does a world of good for you and me
'Cause in this world that we do share
There are enough that do not care
Rhyme or Reason they have their own
Their story that turned their heart to stone
When you have a second soul around
They can help you up when you fall down
Never judge or trial between the two
True friends love that's me and you.
Lucky | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/17/2008 9:04:26 AM | what great testaments to our power, to our strength, as women, as sisters, as simply us!!!
borrowing my inspiration from hammy's "wind of strength"............
there are breezes
that brightly do bring
blessèd respite
there are zephyrs
that sweetly solace
our softest sighs
but my soul sings only
with the gusty gale
for I AM WOMAN
the wind that fills all sails
the vessel that carries the lightning
the maker of mighty waves
that flow into the rivers
that connect us all
a power invisible
that no man can hold
and all men covet
for we are the makers of the first breath
all of us, each and every one, are goddesses of love! | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/17/2008 9:04:15 PM | she skirts along the periphery of life and pain
belonging to no one
with a heart of spun glass
fragile and untempered
annealed in regret
in whose head the voices are screaming
youstupidcowyoufatmother****youtotal***hole
you will never be loved again
you
you
you
HAH! what a joke are you
you with your sappy poems and hoping heart
youoldsaggingworthlesscunt****hagoldfart
why can't you just shut the hell up
be quiet, get with the program, give it up
cause that is all you are good for
you who would never kneel in obedience
you who would not be controlled
you who thought you called the shots
you fivedollar****
you threedollarblowjob
that's all the love you will see
from now till your lame death
and your leaking sieve of a heart
will never quench the flames of your
worthless desires
so burn baby burn
under the silver flamed moon
under the flame flaring sun
dance in the fire
the logs your dreams
the ashes your hopes | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 12:43:57 AM | ~mk~
if only
you knew
the beauty
you possess
then you
would know
what i know when
i see your words
the images you paint
with the perfect adjective
following the perfect noun...
the intense emotions i feel
when i finish your poems
leaves my gasping for air...
your beauty
your insight
your wit...
if only
you knew
the beauty
you possess
then you would know my love | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 2:27:17 AM | there is this hunger
all the time
there is this hunger
this latent explosion
sifting through my words
i murdered my youth
i murdered time
and now i howl
unresigned
to this loveless life
I cannot move this river
of wanting, move the course
of this liquid longing
turn the banks back
upon the rocks damming
my gasping soul
uncontrollable are the waves
of my inward seas
i want a man to drown in me
release himself to my currents
womb himself in my tidal pools
at last alive
in time made new
merely each other's
miracle | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 6:01:10 AM | If I may echo
the words of Rose
the way you have with words
is like the river you suggest
sweeping the reader away
riding the current
edifying us all
of soul's
desire
to
Live!
Love you,
Lucky | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 12:13:39 PM | Forgive me the trite simplicity of this write.
I was trying for something much more exotic.
I'll have to keep playing with it.
Dance of the Seven Veils
Shrouded in black, head to toe
Arms lifted high, twirling, twirling
Beauties in-waiting take a hold of the black
Twirling from beneath, revealing blue
Arms stretched wide, twirling continues
Pause before one, beauties tug gently
Silk slides softly, dancer in pose
Hidden from sight, under veil of rose
Her dance becomes fluid
Her form is unseen
Another removed
Dance continues in green
When green is removed
Revealed is sheerest of white
Eyes reaching yours now
She dances this night
Underneath sheer
Cream, draped from nose down
Removing it slowly
Reveals a red gown
This last bit of silk
Grecian in style
Displayed before one
Discarded with a smile | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 4:06:44 PM | i always felt like the proverbial pebble
tossed into the pond filled with pirhanas
and water as hard as a brittle bone
but now this
breaking into
sweet ripples
of friends pulsing 'round me
reflecting the light i could not see
fishing each other's souls
we circles on the water
singing our water songs
singing our flowing
fluid dreams
finally safe on the
shore of us | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 5:40:49 PM | .. on perusing inner-space ..
like a moth to flame’s
flickering light
find your answers
brighten your night | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 9:48:55 PM | got two for you, the first in friendship, the second, just me naval gazing...
blanket
Ask for me anytime
always I care
my presence is with you
and I will be there
you are never alone
or distanced by miles
when I think of you
I can't help but smile
LS 5/16/08 | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 9:49:35 PM | naval gazing
inward gaze
relentless batters
till my preening shatters
dripping mind
on canvas
in self conscious splatters
keeping track
of vital signs
of bits and smatters
a lure, a call
to find the one
my only one
to which it matters
LS 5/18/08
Sacred Act of Storytelling | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/18/2008 10:48:18 PM | ah brizo,
masterful meter
images clear cut
billowing out wide
raying our minds
beneath your brilliance | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/20/2008 12:19:50 PM | have to thank someone for the impetous to write this. i realize now how impossible it really is for me to open up to anyone. what the hell am i doing here? i guess just getting cathartic relief.
I am not the easy word
mastered and put into order
delightful and surprising
I am just a deeply scarred
scared woman who knows
that dragons do exist
I am the one chained
on the rock, waiting to be
devoured by her
mulitude of dragons because
knights in shining armor
do not do rescuing house calls anymore
and I do not possess beauty enough
to make it worth their while
so let's just be content to meet
on the shores of the pond
with the glare glancing off its waters
obscuring my myriad faults
anonymity a double edged sword
both piercing and protecting me
we shall lie here, stretched out in the sun
and our days will pass like glazed
landscapes on a fine porcelain plate
gilded and sweetly golden
and I shall kneel in fervent prayer
that you will not someday see
under the tendril, the smoothing
wave oer my brow the writhing
snakes you never saw before
your sweet mary now a medusa
no let's not chance it
let's walk along this tumbled shore
and I will try to forget the
turning seasons, the constant
inexorable casting off of what has
grown old, useless
my veins clogged with memory
and regret, wishing I were small again
lithe and lovely in limb
a spark once able to generate
conflagrations consuming everything
not this creature so cold so cold
and behind her, the burned out
blackened miles of mistake
after mistake after mistake
no, I am not this poem
spilling gracefully here
I am just an old woman
taking dictation from the moon
silvered, hoar-horror frosted
too fragile to meet anyone half way
i had my heart broken here once. by someone i adored. admired. someone who i would never meet, nor ever have a chance with, but whom i cherished and thought was a friend. lay one rejection over all the others and here i cower. forever. | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/20/2008 12:25:15 PM | | i liked the last bit especially but this is darn good | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/20/2008 12:37:52 PM | Beautiful as can be inside to the out
That one meaning to be
will come to set those memories free
I profoundly ask you to scream
Get it all out so it may be seen
I know more than the average of you
Any man in there "right" mind will be able to see through
Crumples my heart to see ya fight'n the inside out
and from my minor knowledge "Medusa" did have a love, eternally!!!
I LOVE YA WOMEN!!!! | |
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| REVERSING THE SPELL
Posted: 5/20/2008 1:12:45 PM | just droppin by to say Hi Swan and peruse thru your latest writes. such brutal imagery and stark portrayal of inner pain and betrayal coming from such a lovely and kind soul.
moving to say the least. 139 stopped me cold.
anyhoo just sayin howdy, the muses have yet to fully come back to roost in this noggen of mine so i shant force some trite attempt. hope this finds you doing well
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