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 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 235
Between WorldsPage 10 of 15    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
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Train

We tried to find a way to sleep
sprawled in a tangle of limbs.

When the porter realized we
had appropriated the two empty seats
facing us, he frowned, clucked,
and shook his head, wordlessly
reminding us that we’d only paid for
two seats, and should only therefore
occupy two seats, and no more.

With my left arm, I pulled you
closer to my side, needing to know
that you were safely asleep,
warm enough, and comfortable.

And I watched the prairie
slip by, in a blur of gold and blue.
I thought about the people who
lived in the farmhouses that dotted
the distant landscape, and watched
as the flaming sun set the fields
ablaze, the dusk turning it all
grey and purple.

I rested my forehead against
the coolness of the window,
and wondered about tomorrow.

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cdn/06jan08
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 champrins
Joined: 12/7/2007
Msg: 236
Between Worlds
Posted: 1/22/2008 3:05:10 AM
^^ I always found that acting like a pompous twit works well with twats trying to act like pompous twits.
Far too many memories of landing in bloody Heathrow

Lovely musing CDN
Could almost see you gazing out of that window
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 237
Between Worlds
Posted: 1/22/2008 7:13:28 AM
I loved "Train" when I first read it and I love it still. One of your best!
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 238
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/12/2008 6:40:58 AM
Snapshots: XXVI

A woman walks by
so lightly
she carries the sound of her footsteps
away with her
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 239
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/12/2008 6:54:55 AM
^^^ Thanks for leaving this here, J. What a lovely surprise. :) My footsteps are a little more like the stomp of hobnailed boots these days, I'm afraid.

 saltytowers
Joined: 2/9/2008
Msg: 240
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/12/2008 9:30:32 AM
^^ If yours wear out...do ya wanna borrow mine?
I'm about ready to hang them up! lol

[I got all excited when I saw your name and RUSHED in to have a read)
And I will again

Tally ho and all that stuff
And not an image to be found in this frazzled mind yet

 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 241
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/12/2008 10:34:44 AM
Hey, girl! Lovely to see you too!! And, yeah, send those boots. Mine are getting a li'l worn at the heel.

Maybe next time I'll actually have something worth rushing in to read.
*hahaha*

 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 242
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/17/2008 8:34:04 AM
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sand

the smell of salt water
and the crash of the surf
bring me back...
and I wander,
listless, directionless

pointless

the dragging hems
of my faded jeans...
damp now,
caked with wet sand,
rough and cold
against my ankles...
a heaviness I dare not bear

I follow the cry of the gulls
in their swooping sea-dance
and I mimic their screams...
with a soundless shriek that
collapses the world

and my empty footprints
fill with the sea

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cdn/17may08
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 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 243
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/18/2008 12:57:35 AM
(from Old Souls)

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Runes

I walked the shore, the runes were cast
and the stones displayed their call.
My warrior's sword with blade inscribed
lay where the bravest would fall.

The edge shone bright in noonday sun
I reached out to touch the grip,
but it melted beneath my fingers,
my hand disappeared in the hilt.

For the sword was not of this world,
its steel not made for this fight.
It only foretold of tragedies
to come in the dark of the night.

And my warrior was far distant
in a land without moon nor sun,
and his sword, as always, with him,
and his battle not yet begun.

I closed my eyes and cast again,
afraid, yet sure I would see
that the truth given here on this shore
meant none would find release.

The runes shone again, the story was told,
and I knew he was lost to me now.
His sacrifice was mine, as well as his,
but his soul free once and for all.

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cdn/17may08
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 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 244
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/18/2008 3:52:30 AM
How gracefully you carry this off, never flaunting the rhymes or the images but bringing it serenely, bravely to its sad conclusion.
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 245
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/19/2008 1:47:03 AM
Sweet Jer.... Thank you.

* * * * *

untangling

within day's white-light brilliance
lie ribbons of hope and faith
entangled in the sweet misery
that is life

fallen in sinuous curves
there to be followed
into the beauty of tomorrow

flights of bumblebees
are as nothing
to this

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cdn/19may08
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 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 246
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/19/2008 1:03:20 PM
There was a languid quality to the first two stanzas that I read as a signal to settle in for a longer, slower unfolding poem, which set me up beautifully for the direct, succinct quality of the last stanza.
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 247
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/20/2008 3:39:40 AM
Thanks, Jer. I always appreciate your feedback.
 saltytowers
Joined: 5/17/2008
Msg: 248
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/20/2008 5:07:36 AM
Stand between worlds
Watching images of never were
Drifting by
The paths we choose
Becoming our realities
But
What if...

For some
A daring few
The 'what ifs'
The paths as yet unexplored
The 'almost regrets'
Are evaded
In one daring stroke of courage
(and praps genius)
And they alone get to see

The 'flip side'

That everyone else
...just talks about


You go girl!
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 249
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/24/2008 8:03:41 AM
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sun

the sultry summer sun
lies in pools
on the windowsill
the kitchen counter
my forearm

i wrap myself
in its translucence
and drift home


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cdn/24may08
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 saltytowers
Joined: 5/17/2008
Msg: 250
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/24/2008 6:47:05 PM
undisturbed the images
play freely

unfettered
they grin*

 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 251
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/25/2008 1:42:04 AM
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bliss

caught between
flights of rainbows
and spirit's sighs

chasing handfuls of life
pulled whole from the blush of dawn,
twirling in a fragrant rose-hued breeze,
drowning in the innocence
of bliss

delicate moss yields, softly,
giving gracefully beneath my touch,
and the cool morning dew
settles on my skin,
gleaming

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cdn/25may08
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 Girl Writes
Joined: 3/8/2008
Msg: 252
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/25/2008 11:39:56 AM
Wow, I'm getting lost in imagery here and loving it. If I'm going to get lost what a great place to do it

Dew on grass, on leaves of green
Sparkling diamonds rainbows seen
Amber sap, call of a bird
The magic forest, the faerie world
She is made of all of this
Ariana of the mist

Through the forest among the trees
Dappled sunlight through the leaves
Ariana whispers a call
To all the creatures large and small
She is their queen, this faerie kissed
Girl of light, maid of the mist

A wish for hope, a thought of love
Send a prayer up above
Sweet memories on feathered wings
Of life and beauty she does sing
And of something that just is
Seeing things throught the mists

In a field young and lush
The whole forest is in a hush
Ariana dances with birds
And all the animals from her world
To see the things they have wished
She has made in the mist


Through the mists
Ariana came to me when I needed her, a thought of a world where I wished I could be, or more accurately someone I wanted to be. I suppose she's the archetypical Princess, the perfect balance of control, love and courage without restriction. Being able to give freely for the sake of doing it, in my eyes, is the most positive expression of power.
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 253
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/26/2008 3:49:37 AM
^^^ Nice stuff, Girl Writes. Welcome to Between Worlds. :)
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 254
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/27/2008 12:34:20 AM
Bringing back from Old Souls...

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promises

mornings alone
the entire world at my fingertips
waiting to be explored
paths to follow
and promises

a glittering city, towers of glass and steel
concrete and asphalt and noisy street corners
businessmen in black suits carrying black briefcases
hurrying to their next engagement
tall thin women in tall thin dresses
jangling bracelets and silver necklaces
with purses big enough to
shoplift a Volkswagen

all this soon to be replaced
by a powerful personal east wind
blowing me across the ocean

to deep blue inland lakes
calm green fields to the horizon
prairie crops welcoming the prairie summer
a rockstrewn northern shore

and a grey misty morning
with a new day's promise

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cdn/26may08
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 Girl Writes
Joined: 3/8/2008
Msg: 255
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/27/2008 8:47:36 AM
Thanks for the welcome-

Astral Travels

I look out into twilight's sky
Fairy lights sparkling bright
Along the thoughts I am wondering
What surprises fly in the night

A path of thoughts flow behind me
Visions of ethereal dreams so real
The spectral trail leads my journey
Where images of reality are surreal

Search for beginnings in my ends
I float where the mists are fading
Revealing mysteries of the unknown
Follow destiny through questioning

I catch the light of a comet's tail
Hitching a ride into the distance
Scattered galaxies of pure potential
Of the unimaginable seen at a glance

A race through a crystalline cavern
Echoes whispering encouragement
Of discoveries as yet to be found
In a universe of knowledge from ancients
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 256
Between Worlds
Posted: 5/31/2008 2:03:30 AM
^^^ Beautifully said, GW. Thanks!! :)
 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 257
Between Worlds
Posted: 6/23/2008 1:33:34 PM
From Old Souls.

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Late to the Party

I'm late to the party, but now that I'm here
Let's dance to the music and throw back the beer
I know the floor's sticky, we like it that way....
it keeps our feet planted, while we dip and sway.

The peanut shells are scattered wherever they drop
The music is blaring....and the bass beat don't stop.
We'll boogie till morning, without tiring at all
We boogied through winter, and we'll keep on till fall.

There's nowhere to hide, in this smoky back room
and the whiskey's so smooth and the beer's gone too soon.
Pour me three fingers, and don't hold the ice,
Pound 'em straight back, don't make me ask twice.

My feet can't keep still when you turn on the blues
I'm hittin' the dance floor, and kickin' off my shoes.
Are you comin' to swing me around this sticky floor?
The music's deep inside me, and my body's ready for more.

Play me some Ella, some Legend, some Frank,
The blues feed my soul, and my mind goes blank.
There's nothin' here but you, me, and the tunes,
There's nowhere and no one 'cept what's in this room.

Don't let this song end.... I want it to last all night.
I'm watching your eyes sparkle, your hands feel just right
as they follow the curve of my spine to my waist,
your touch brings me home, I belong in this place.

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cdn/22jun08
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 cdnreader
Joined: 6/7/2006
Msg: 258
Between Worlds
Posted: 7/3/2008 1:38:34 PM
^^^ Thanks for stopping by, Truth. I've been very negligent at keeping up with my own thread these days.... Too much lazing by the lake, and not enough writing....

* * * * *

It's All in the Perspective

Like busy ants,
they all scurry through
tiny winding passageways,
gathering this and that,
stopping occasionally
to greet each other,
smile, shake hands,
then rush off again,
pulling behind them
tiny wagons loaded to
overflowing with various
odds and ends that
they call Life....

... ... ...

...while Life watches
from the sidelines,
relaxed, in his Lazyboy,
remote control in his
outstretched hand,
flipping casually from
station to station,
hoping for something
a little less desperate,
a little less consuming,
a little more carefree
and spontaneous --
a comedy perhaps --
(his favourites being
Lucille Ball, Red Skelton,
or Carol Burnett) --
a Starbucks double shot
and a plate of cinnamon biscotti,
very thinly sliced,
on the table at his elbow.

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cdn/03jul08
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 tranquilrose
Joined: 4/24/2008
Msg: 259
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Between Worlds
Posted: 7/3/2008 3:57:47 PM
Transition
There's a pathway that I've heard of,
Between this world and the next.
A pathway that each will tread,
Leading to slumber in an eternal bed.

Am wondering if the pathway,
Is hilly, crooked or straight,
If there are flowers on each side,
Of the path along which each will glide.

Are there lights to show the way,
To those upon the journey.
Is there a guide to help us through,
Do we traverse beyond the sky so blue.

There are so many questions,
That for now remain unanswered.
Guess that all will be revealed,
As each ends life on this earthly field.
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