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 hummingbirddancing
Joined: 6/27/2009
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The Age of InnocencePage 98 of 103    (63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103)
Well...you both should come around more often!!!!!!! :)

Life in the summer
like watercolor impressions
leave me runny and blue
All I needed was you!

Boats drift like petals
driving over the bridge
my mind wanders
hard to find someone new.

Not sure if I want to
Music plays in my mind
I insist I am fine
while the Blues play on...

I sing my sad summer song!
The sunshines on and I drift
floating like feather from a cliff
landing softly amiss , i sigh!


 Autumn Fantasy
Joined: 3/15/2009
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Posted: 6/7/2010 8:51:52 PM
That was lovely Jules!

I still feel like the print has shrunk and if I enlarge it I can't see the threads and authors. The rabbit hole down head first
everything is blue
blue as the ocean
blue like a dream
tiny pebbles cast on the shore
these miniture words
I don't wear glasses for reading
but this feels like honey they shrunk the kid :(
 hummingbirddancing
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 2423
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Posted: 6/8/2010 4:45:20 AM
ROTF............I hear ya sistah! ....dang I hear ya!
Somebody shrunk somethin , or enlarged it ....hell I dunno!
I feel like Alice in the Wabbithole tooo!
Minus the Wabbit ...where is she?????????? anyhooooooooo?
She is in Canada ...go figure? lmao :)
xo jules :)
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 6/8/2010 8:43:40 PM
What do you mean she is in Canada??
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 6/23/2010 8:33:18 PM
5 point zero

One forty-five in the afternoon
The sky was black and ominous
But I was happily playing at my new job
When I experienced a strange feeling
The flowers in the vase on my desk were shaking
My chair was shaking
And for a moment in time
I thought it was just an illusion.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 11/7/2010 8:43:15 PM
My Daughter's Wedding

The phantom of the evening gazed out upon the crowd
From his primal stance
Revelry taken shape in the shadows
Girls in red dresses twirled, mindless
Lanterns in the dark
The lyrical became absurd
Lips tasted wine
Masks held to shade the eyes
As the past slipped from the crevices
And a circle was formed
Generations met in a ceremonial frenzy
As the bride maid merry
And groom donned his place as
Guardian of the toast
Masquerade ball
Lives from past and present
Merged through the doors
Of the darkened
Rotunda
Someone watched above
Up the stairs and off to the side
The ghost of weddings past
The music played
And never stopped.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 7/3/2011 11:05:31 AM
Morning Meanderings

We grow nostalgic as our arms wither
And our sight recedes into the past
The golden year’s cometh
Some reward for living
Through the whirlwind of circumstance
That appeared in sequence as only a prequel, propeller
To our understanding.

I believe I should sit on the mountain top
With my gift of wings bestowed
Sight acutely measured by deed

Instead I deny the years resting upon a cushioned pedestal
Of no one’s choosing – fate, destiny, reaping the rewards
Walking the labyrinth minimizing every step
And glowing in an apparition out of sequence.

It’s strange that the very earth you stand upon
Is hiding secrets, your secrets, your vision
The trap door is covered in moss
And a one dimensional understanding
That the universe exists in frames
The film spinning at an unbelievable speed
Through the eye piece of knowledge.

Sit on the porch with apple in hand
Squinting sceptically at passer-by’s
Who represent the future
Hopefully believers in preservation
Reverence and a keen instinct of the womb
As earth moves through the galaxies
The shadow grows at an amazing speed of thought
Into the proverbial unknown reclusive orb of our destiny.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 2428
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Posted: 1/20/2012 2:27:15 PM
The above is a wonderful capture.

Just wanted to drop in. Hopefully, you peek in from time to time.

I hope that all is well.
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 1/20/2012 2:51:09 PM
We are reaping our harvest
From a skeleton, nostalgic
For that, which has come
And gone. Thus, we wonder,
Shall the tree of life blossom
Before our eyes, or has the
Glory of our Eden departed.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 1/20/2012 9:32:50 PM
The glory of our Eden hasn't departed and it is so sweet of you to stop in after I thought this thread had gone to sleep J. I do pop in once in a blue moon to see what my favourite writers are up to!
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 1/20/2012 9:35:54 PM
Morning Meanderings

We grow nostalgic as our arms wither
And our sight recedes into the past
The golden years cometh
Some reward for living
Through a whirlwind of circumstance
That appear in sequence as only a prequel, propeller
To our understanding.

I believe I should sit on the mountain top
With my gift of wings bestowed
Sight acutely measured by deed

Instead I deny the years resting upon a cushioned pedestal
Of no one’s choosing – fate, destiny, reaping the rewards
Walking the labyrinth minimizing every step
And glowing in an apparition out of step.

It’s strange that the very earth you stand upon
Is hiding secrets, your secrets, your vision
The trap door is covered in moss
And a one dimensional understanding
That the universe exists in frames
The film spinning at an unbelievable speed
Through the eye piece of knowledge.

Sit on the porch with apple in hand
Squinting sceptically at passer-by’s
Who represent the future
Hopefully believers in preservation
Reverence and a keen instinct of the womb
As earth moves through the galaxies
The shadow grows at an amazing speed of thought
Into the proverbial unknown reclusive orb of our destiny.

(one of those poems that came from nowhere but this one needs a few changes)
 girl_with_a_pearl_earring
Joined: 12/20/2010
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Posted: 1/21/2012 3:31:20 PM
Nice to see you back AF. Lovely poem, as always.....
Hope all is well with you and your family.
 Brizo
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Posted: 1/21/2012 6:19:16 PM
Becks!! It's great to see you back here. I know, I know...I was gone too....
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 1/21/2012 9:29:31 PM
Taking a break from work with the flu so thought I would peek in and see if anything was brewing...Hi Sheltering, Joshua and Lori. Won't promise I'm back but I'm here to ramble for the moment.

Not sure I like my role in this one...

We moved my Mum into a 5 star resort
And told her this was heaven

She balked at first quick to pick up on the phrase
“I feel like I’m in Jail” by the other inmates

Only the walking dead, walked the halls
In quiet solitude

I don’t think she sees herself as a sheep
Or sacrificial lamb

It was difficult to swallow at first
Taking away the car, her home, her freedom

Now all her teeth
And telling her to chew

Selling it to an intelligent woman
She wasn’t buying into any of this

One day there was a foursome at her table
Each month another one left

Never to return
The last one broke her spirit

I gave her jokes for Christmas
Thought she could make everyone laugh

At themselves, at their situation
Getting old and laughing uproariously

Who am I to know?

She is eating like a bird
Those expensive dentures sure don’t work very well

Appetite suppressed
We bring her home to us at Christmas

She smiles when she is tucked into bed
Family around like chirping birds

It doesn’t seem to bother her any more
The coming and goings in the middle of the night

It was sad to take her back to her five star resorts
Swimming pool, maid service, bona fide chef

She hides in her apartment most of the time
Depressed that life isn’t over yet.
 mystiknight
Joined: 1/9/2012
Msg: 2435
Summer's End
Posted: 1/22/2012 2:00:43 PM
"All children know that when you make a wish, it must be released with a blow; adults forget this & hold on too tightly for these to manifest."
 NaiveAndWitty
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 1/22/2012 4:04:34 PM
This makes the eyes water.
Life is overloaded with transitions.
I'm sure that this one was quite difficult.
My energy is with you.


Naive
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 1/26/2012 7:00:41 PM
Welcome to my little corner on the web.

Naive I don't know how to show my Mum that life is worth living. Ten years ago she was given a second chance after a heart attack almost killed her and now she is a bent over, feeble woman who has lost her spirit. Life is worth living!
 Truthisee
Joined: 12/7/2010
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Posted: 1/27/2012 2:31:11 PM
There’s a yellowness.

to the sky that I cannot pin down.
It’s not the citrine of sunrise, more the slow-fade
of a month-old lo ammi chucked
in a builder’s skip.

I’ve been walking for hours, like this,
like you see me, a towel
I stole from some hotel round my neck
and the ass of my jeans still wet from sitting
in the meadows.

I came down from the castle fast, and my ankles
are like hinges, my feet flap, and the hippies look at me like
I’m some old shitter who can't
hold his drink.

My breakfast has been the late drift of last night’s à la carte
from the froggy bistros in
Thistle Street, and that is beginning to hurt. Like
the pain behind my eyes.

I can see a light; it might be red, it might
be more of the same yellow, it might
be McDonalds, I might
have some money left, from the poems I hid
under the bed-sheets.

Anyway,
a gusty terrier of a wind is nipping
at my ankles, and I am yawing as
I walk, hopscotching dog-shit.

Goodbye (he said, bowing), goodbye,

goodfuckingbye.



..




It's good to see you back ~R~

 WeAre1
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Posted: 1/28/2012 12:54:52 PM
golden orb rising
full upon the sky
beckoning me
to reach up high....
as high as my heart will open
as high as i can fly
to find the light's
within my sight
this full moon night sky



hi autumn... remembering your beautiful moon thread once upon a time
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 1/28/2012 7:22:02 PM
Weare1 I still love the moon! Went swimming under a full moon last summer and it was wonderful.

Truth your poem was very sad and lonely feeling. A vivid reminder that we have so many homeless people out there who need help.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 2/1/2013 8:49:10 PM
Listen to the wind
For it always finds the truth
Myriad streets to sail
A ship without encumbrances
The breath of babes
Fresh openings in the mind
The lazy man’s course
Belching black smoke into ecstasy

Listen to the wind
For it always finds the truth
Wallowing pity,
Complexity of route
A gilded serpent running parallels through tangled hair
The dance of the trees in the wintery air

Listen to the wind
For it always knows the truth
Ancient ruins without voice
Tales erupted and
Torn down by greed
The wind will come again
And plant seeds
Atlantis, nirvana
Complacency

Listen to the wind
It dances and sways
To the rhythm of truth
Soul trains, weeping rainbows
Armillary sphere
An ancient weather vane
Guided by a searching vision
A glass half full of faith
Whispers of the crowds across the lands

Listen to the wind
I think it understands.
 WeAre1
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Posted: 2/2/2013 12:51:23 PM
autumn, so lovely to see you again!

wind
moon
clouds flying past
fast
her aura grows
and glows
expanding rings
like a pebble on a pond
skipping
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 2/2/2013 10:42:21 PM
Thank you We are One - just catching up.
 NaiveAndWitty
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Posted: 2/3/2013 4:02:12 PM
And I shall "Listen to the wind"
To inquire of its depth
Shaking from the mystery.


It is a pleasure to read your work. I hope that you continue to post.

Naive.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 2/3/2013 8:15:59 PM
Inspiration comes and goes Naïve as you are well aware. Life gets busy. See what I can do but no promises.
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