Topic:
Insignificant
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Insignificant
The rush of traffic slowed as time delicately and quietly painted the sunset across the city’s skyline I found an empty park bench stained with the fading light and stretched while waiting in amazement for the stars to discover a new night I know to some this magical show is somewhat insignificant another day ending another night beginning and so on and so forth but to me on this rather lonely park bench and in the midst of time standing still it’s more than vibrant colors decorating windows and buildings with the sun’s warmth it’s home |
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Topic:
Red Clay
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Red Clay
The long ago rains left the path I had to travel a very deep and dark red almost as if it were saturated with the blood of a thousand tears There were puddles here and there of what seemed like life’s elixir flowing freely between each of my steps . . . unable to resist curiosity I stop in the midst of my travels and take a handful of the earth; it had the consistency of clay cold and lifeless as if it were waiting to be molded into dreams and possibilities lost in this brief moment my hands began to interpret my imagination shaping and reshaping abstract sculptures as if I were searching for my soul within each creation Time raced as I sculpted and sculpted until my hands were stained with the color of my journey new storms came and dissipated rinsing the earth from my hands and I continued toiling and toiling taking more and more of the clay as if the path was eternal; as if it would not end my steps became careless as my heart my mind and my soul worked to recreate my imagination into something real my hands became stained again and again until I defined the red clay |
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Topic:
Forgiveness
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There are somethings can't can't be forgiven.... I disagree..Sorry And anger gives you what? I can completely understand why you would not forgive her and if it feels better to say that you'll never forgive her that's your choice. But tomorrow has no place for hate and if that's where you choose to then that means you want to move forward. So move forward with your life and let go of what did not define you. |
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Topic:
I Wonder, I really do
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Well I can tell you that I don't have to wonder whether or not I like this . . . I do like it
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Topic:
Forgiveness
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Forgiveness
Time the soul’s open wound spills age upon the flesh leaving wrinkles and weary bones to define the years good and bad alike And as we travel the days of life from love to pain to understanding and reconciliation forgiveness is all we need to others…and ourselves |
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Topic:
Come outside 'n play
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Embrace your inner child and you'll never go wrong!!
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Topic:
Sunrise
Edited by
mig25
on
Sun 08/17/14 06:46 PM
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Sunrise
Night silent and still with its secrets scattered across the sky like flickering dreams remained stoic as if its darkness had been cast by eternity But there upon the edge of the earth a light akin to a thousand angels awakening slowly and subtly appeared And their wings with the quiet of a whisper'��s breath began to flutter until they each took flight one by one yet together in unison lifted morning higher and higher until the secrets that stretched across the sky faded into the shadows of a new day Brilliant rays of light fall upon the earth’s soul like outstretched hands endeavoring to carry the burdens the night held captive paint the world the colors of life each drop of dew clinging to a shoot of grass each wave rising and falling to the motions of the sea each cloud shaped by perception’s eye offers words of encouragement to the artist born from heaven’s womb Good morning. |
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Topic:
Spiritual Awakening
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Ok this was long . . . and being that I'm quite tired I had to go back a few times to read this. I like it though. Kind of sums up what life really is/means
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Topic:
Write
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A reminder to keep writing. You never know who's life you might touch. ![]() ![]() Now this is inspiration |
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Topic:
Emotions
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Roses are red and violets are blue Sugar is sweet and I want you. I seriously have no idea how to take your response. It is the sense of humour from across the water. See new poem and feel free to critique. The poem you wrote, I would like to tweak it for you. I will await your response before I tweak. Ok I get your point but here's the thing, I write not so much for ork to be "perfect" but rather to be flawed as it is more of a picture of the soul. So I ask that you respect my flaws and tweak what my work. As for your poem I rather not critique it. Your words your thoughts your poetry is a reflection of you. I enjoyed reading your work. |
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Topic:
Emotions
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Roses are red and violets are blue Sugar is sweet and I want you. I seriously have no idea how to take your response. |
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Topic:
Emotions
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Thanks tommy and wildflower. Its always nice to that someone understands and appreciates your work
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Across Perilous Seas ( . . . into your soft kingdom ) Found emotionally slain, frowned upon, left aground, Left here at rest on my knees, What else is there to do but to ease, Us beyond this level, ever darkening sundown? What else but for us to steal away from the strong winds that blow Across our inner, perilous, prevailing seas? Forgive me for there inside your inner place, you're essential, gentle Forgiveness flow, your sweet face, ( Your unendingly unyielding and loving heart's place, ) There can be no doubt, there at it's base, fragrant, floral beauties bloom, You are in bloom, my Love! You are in bloom O' that I extend to you the wealth of my sorrows, For inside this garden you've made for us, you have held me near, Here inside this growing burden of your sadness and heartfelt pain I find my tomorrows, Spent. Cold. Left boldly out in a cold, cold rain Forgive me in your majesty, the mainstay of your love over the years, For beyond all doubt, I have let you down Forgive me, my loving woman, My good and gracious friend, Forgive me my tears. Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) - Ireland Tommy this leaves me speechless. It's perfect |
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Topic:
Emotions
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Emotions
It is cold darkness rushing towards the shore retreating back to the depths of secrets Blue waters painted the color of night refusing to remain still There is no solace no safe haven no calm serenity when you are lost in a sea of pain |
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Topic:
Crescendo
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Yeah I'm a fan
Loooooooove this!! |
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Topic:
Moods
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Moods
Time’s constant metamorphosis leave abstract rhythms permanently carved into my heart’s beat grooves as deep as the culmination of memories that are both the sweet and bitter interpretations of love’s moods interwoven through the ages like a braided rope meant to bind my soul’s destiny to eternity |
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Topic:
Drunken Midnight
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Wow that was powerful I was feelin' kinda ya know . . . like I wanted to indulge in . . . thanks |
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Topic:
The Honesty of Entropy
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Awww. Thanks, Ainjel. I forgot to mention you in that weird post about who you like on here. I actually liked this one. By the way, I always read your work, and I love it more than you know. Sorry I don't comment more. I just... don't comment on most writing. Keep writing, damnit! Ok I agree Ainjel . . . this is brilliant and I gotta agree with you . . . Ainjel you know you should write more often!!! |
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Topic:
Fears for life
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Fear attacks me chasing me through the night Light burns my eyes until I am blind Darkness surrounds me sucking away the light I find insanity deep within my mind I look for a purpose why am I on earth I ask for a calling a reason for my birth Questions with no answers only silence and tears no comfort or satisfaction I'm alone with my fears I like this . . . deep and powerful |
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Topic:
Drunken Midnight
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Drunken Midnight
I want to drink the fluid elixir that flows from your soul through heart and into your garden I want to taste each sweet seductive drop until I become inebriated by midnight’s lust and your melodic screams Then I want to beg you plead with you to let me enter your radiant warmth and become one with your rhythm as if we were dancing the night into the morning I want this I need this soul stirring moment to define my lifetime so that my only memory will be you next to me |
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