Dream Pathways for- - A lighted path to winnowed dream Caressing vapid gestures bourne Through restless flow of static stream A constant touch phrenetic torn Irreverant irks of gripping tries Turns wounds to searing jealousy In vibrancy of fatal highs In tritest angel ecstasy Sallow dragging sweet repose As tidal moons howl as a wend While soulful lease to temp'ral crows Will fall to stars and rent and rend So draws this dream from willowed road That gotten tides will dream as real And thought of ills and loves will bode - -Dream Pathways for
Storm, as graceThe spatter drop of rain endures The lathered hope of rippled forms, While trees drink deep these liquid cures In empathy from darkest storms That billow deep in distant sky To pour a grae: torrential fire From angel's mouths never dry A fountain born from heaven's sire: That sweet sad siren's melody Of spirit, muse, or god in all Or joyful ever-harmony That graceful storms may ever-fall Into each eye our liquid glass That fills again from earth redressed So filtered as the moments pass Each life and thought in time caressed Each torment torn and pStorm, as grace
As Light would FallThe water pour of light through glass: Reflected glory on all form Providence displayed en mass A racing grace or day new-born In forceful pride of supple glow As water-falls this life sublime Evoking all we would dare know To start a blaze in moments time With easy warmth from vapid far So heated be our frozen soul A purity to wash each mar That would have scarred to take a toll. But now as liquid drops of white Will Sleep these bodies restfully Eyes will gather, and so, make bright These falls of magnanimityAs Light would Fall
Forever-Forever
The caressing wind blows through a hand. Touch the breeze that has traveled this land With motes of water from ocean wide: A tender kiss from a waxing tide
The touch of earth between fingers light, Remembrance of its eternal sight As mountaintops it builds forever Reaching for stars, yet reaching never.
The voices of trees so magic soaked. A tone of always; music evoked With roots as one with the subtle earth A grove of life in constant rebirth
The supple move of this liquid graced Creates a time and motion erased With lakes
keep it up
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You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
thanks?
not as interesting as yours, surely. haha.
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"He is a dull observer whose experience has not taught him the reality and force of magic, as well as of chemistry." Emerson - Character
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You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
thanks. i guess it's nice to hear, i was beginning to think i was crazy...
O_o
hey well. the usual has mass appeal. keep it up, especially with music.
i like your stuff too!
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"He is a dull observer whose experience has not taught him the reality and force of magic, as well as of chemistry." Emerson - Character
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You can laugh
A spineless laugh
We hope your rules and wisdom choke you
Kisses
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"To Me You Are A Work Of Art..."
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