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Post by random on Sept 18, 2007 6:39:54 GMT -5
We are looking for those brave souls to post their inspired words: come one, come all, and and hear the intricate or possibly simple yet beautiful phraseology and the amazing wordsmithing skills of our fellow posters. basically, share an original piece or in layman's terms post something you wrote.
And please, when commenting on another's work: only quote a few lines.
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Post by random on Sept 18, 2007 14:49:08 GMT -5
like two edamames in a pod..
i've lived a lifetime in a single breath
and a several seconds throughout a decade
the yesteryears of my life
a pilgrimage sometimes fleeting
the longevity of my experiences that span
many seasons, moons, sunrises and sunsets
simple allotments of time
those epochs in my autobiography seem unmeasurable
the events themselves never subject
to the whims of such man made devices
a new acquaintance made that turns to
an oldest and dearest friend
in three winks, a kairotic moment
the expectancy of fate always appears
when push comes to shove, at the right time
and yet never seems the same creature
from first moment to something amazing
something.. you find yourself at a loss without.
-me
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Post by andrea1018 on Sept 18, 2007 15:32:48 GMT -5
The Kiss..
Your mouth
soft and warm
beckoning me closer
hypnotic
your lips
ripened fruit sweet to taste
parting seas
allowing entrance to the holy land
sliding effortlessly over
your teeth
they stand like pearly gates to heaven
proudly teasing my resolve
your breath
sweet lavender
surrounding me
your tongue
pressing me further
to the edge
falling into you.
-Andrea 07
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Post by salazaar666 on Sept 18, 2007 16:21:21 GMT -5
Loosing my Religion
By: Salazaar666
Like smoke in your hands--
Hard to catch onto---
Hard to hold--
So elusive--
An idea so tangible--
But broken on contact
Like ashes falling away at the touch
I woke up from my dream.
I cannot remember.
It was but a fading memory.
The concept cannot hold.
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Post by random on Sept 18, 2007 17:59:36 GMT -5
Time goes by so quickly when i am with you
even if we have several hours together
it is never long enough..
And when i cannot be near you
when i cannot touch you
five minutes is an eternity to spend
and every moment of it terrible..
So I sink into my thoughts,
into recent memories,
into my hopes that i will be graced by you again soon
and i ache inside
my hands tremble and thoughts of you fill my mind..
and my heart seizes up in my chest
as if it's holding its breath in anxious anticipation..
waiting for a simple moment
a whispered thought, a touch, a kiss..
or even just a smile
Oh, how i miss your smile.
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Post by andrea1018 on Sept 18, 2007 20:42:41 GMT -5
Time goes by so quickly when i am with you even if we have several hours together it is never long enough.. And when i cannot be near you when i cannot touch you five minutes is an eternity to spend and every moment of it terrible.. So I sink into my thoughts, into recent memories, into my hopes that i will be graced by you again soon and i ache inside my hands tremble and thoughts of you fill my mind.. and my heart seizes up in my chest as if it's holding its breath in anxious anticipation.. waiting for a simple moment a whispered thought, a touch, a kiss.. or even just a smile Oh, how i miss your smile. Amazing |
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Post by squarecircle on Sept 20, 2007 2:59:36 GMT -5
"The truest love," said she,
"Transcends time and space!"
"But my love," said I,
"If true love transcends these things,
And we do not--
How is it we acquire the truest love?"
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Post by random on Sept 23, 2007 6:06:11 GMT -5
Dreams
I only have one
it's a wish
a thought
in two parts
with one recurring theme
which entails
an unconditional
unlimited thing
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Post by random on Sept 30, 2007 8:46:03 GMT -5
At Rest
i sit here in my
wakeless digression
and mentally wander
sifting through past weeks
months, time itself
lightning strikes
a smile flashes
with each new journey
reminisced, relived, retold,
rediscovering
obvious merriment
the horrid travails
but i remain in place, smile
and relish a past phrase
while sitting here in my
wakeless digression
yet resting in memories.
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Post by andrea1018 on Oct 9, 2007 14:23:49 GMT -5
One plus one
Simple mathematics
Elementary butterflies reappear
Like the first day of school
Raising my hand to answer
What a simple question
“The solution is two.”
Wrong
You fail
One
The magic number
Paranoia and mania
I cannot breathe
Frighting realizations
Without you I cannot be whole.
What a strange test.
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