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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 14, 2007 2:42:53 GMT -6
Thank you Sam so much...
darkness...love it...alls calm...no noise...beauty in the stars...yes...I like the darkness...lol...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 16, 2007 13:47:50 GMT -6
In my Darkness I find I am changed...
Seeing things better left unseen...
Hearing things hiden away...
I wrap the night round me to ensure comfort...warmth...
My bed may remain empty but my Darkness is overflowing...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 17, 2007 15:17:59 GMT -6
You've no idea do you
Of course not I've not said it
I run for the hills scared little rabbit
I see all manner of things yet I see them a washed in red
In the red of my blood that has been spillt while taking a beating
A beating brought on by bad days or a word out of place
You smile I cringe
What you think I can't know
Beaten dog yeah that's me
Talk sweetly while I hear evil
I've hurt bled
Now I've healed scared shitless
I dream of a you that could never do whats been done
Yet I find I'm blind
Why am I this darkness it's the only place he wouldn't go to find me
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 17, 2007 15:57:19 GMT -6
You say I'm a hater Yeah boy you got that right
I hate the things you say you do
I hate walking to the fireline waiting for you to set the blaze
You say I've a 'tude...a chip Yeah boy you got that right
You curse while slapping me down...kicking me
I say you're out your head you say I made you that way
I say I deserve better you say I deserve worse
Kiss my fine halfbreed ass I'm outta here
Leaving your sorry ass behind along with the pain
I'm not your victim anymore You can't beat me anymore
I've found my fight asswipe
The next time you raise that fist I'm kicking you back to the stone ages
You've beaten this dog one too many times
It's gonna bite you right where you live
Call me a hater sure thats what I am
A hater of small minded tiny manhood fools
I'm outta here got my fight back asswipe
No real man would do what gets your rocks off
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 17, 2007 16:07:00 GMT -6
I'm sorry I can't see you because of him
I've tried I've fought I've failed
Taken the hate out on the unhated loving friend
I'm sorry I'm more than you see so much more than you know
I curl into this Darkness hiding in the peace it brings this weakened soul
I look at you see through you to him standing behind you
I run for fear for life
I'm sorry you asked for a woman you received a rabbit
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Post by tolteclogic on Jun 18, 2007 9:38:41 GMT -6
Simply incredible painful powerful poetry... for the scars that won't soon heal - see through the conditioned relfexes give yourself the time and space to live, release and begin again renewed in spirit and trust yet always remember the factors that first attracted into your experience this bad ass persona the alure of danger and adventure of uncertainty of the unknown until it came home to roost it is possible to be loved for who we are beyond the appearace of fleeting attractions look always beneath the surface no person is a possession pray my words do not go to far...
tl
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 18, 2007 18:26:18 GMT -6
pray my words do not go to far... TL...
No good Sir they do not...I've had a time healing from things done but I am...slowly...still shell shocked though...
And thank you so much for your kind/gentle words...they mean lots to one such as I...thank you...
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Post by dawness on Jun 19, 2007 12:21:42 GMT -6
trace your beaten path upon mine mine doubled by your triple sword scraping the tenderness that made you live today, beat your beaten back and dig your own tomb
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jun 19, 2007 23:20:47 GMT -6
Thank you so much Dawness for adding your beautiful words to mine on this page...tis a lovely thing...such a lovely thing...beautiful poem...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jul 4, 2007 12:05:00 GMT -6
Sam...thank you friend for those words...thank you...
Dear Sabrina...freedom is the joy that wraps you and little you...as does the love sent across the miles...warm word smiles and hugs to you and her...always...
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I cried last night in the throes of hate wanting to escape this fated night...
The memories that haunt make me a wee bit off stable as if I stand on uneven ground...
I have tried running yet always it follows touching the corners of my mind...
The doubts swim about chasing the fears round leaving my mind a bloody battle field...
This is my darkness my safe harbor in a wicked soul...
So they say it isn't my evil it is his....
How is that when all these passing years the only home its known resides in me....
Torture shame hate...
Saving grace see me through to the safe side...
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Post by anirbas on Jul 4, 2007 12:34:06 GMT -6
Divinely dark cypherical offering, Mish! Thanks for sharing! Yes, loving freedoming and feel the love and prayers from many locations on the map wrapping round us both! Thanks be for and to that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~*~
Many times, grace is all that saves any of us... And grace, comes in many forms... Just as bedevilment and torture, does... Saddest of all, the ways we harm ourselves... Never letting go of that which once shamed us...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Jul 4, 2007 13:00:37 GMT -6
Saddest of all, the ways we harm ourselves... Never letting go of that which once shamed us...**** Lady Anir'
How true dear friend...and that is why I've been letting myself write about some of the past...letting out the echos in my head of deeds done dirty....and thank you Sabrina for knowing and understanding me...which can be a mighty hard thing to do...
Bless you for all that you are...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Nov 14, 2007 17:03:28 GMT -6
I slipped up let the pain call to me once again...
It crept in sliding into place next to me in bed...
The side you called home a hateful lifetime ago left cold...
Pain Darkness Empty Loss...
Yes... I slipped up let the memory take me for a ride...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Nov 15, 2007 13:36:04 GMT -6
I am simply a woman who desperately wants to believe that life holds an answer for me....
An answer to a questions I am somewhat ashamed to ask that lays within layers of shadows past...
Someday...
Indeed...someday I shall find the courage I need to ask this burning question...
Someday...
Till that day comes I am content to stay within the confines of my darkness...
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Post by pegesus on Nov 16, 2007 0:47:53 GMT -6
may i be part of this wondrous thread, lady dragon, lady nir and lady pegesus, all sharing what needs to be spoked but held in check cause no one understood our pains, three of a kind reaching for what, a dream, truth, or love, whatever it be we somehow seem to need the same thing. may i join? ?
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Post by wistfuldragon on Nov 16, 2007 1:38:07 GMT -6
My dear friend of the pen and keyboard you are most welcome in this and any thread to join in and no better compliment to I is that...no better...
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Post by vulture on Feb 9, 2010 21:41:07 GMT -6
Sets a bouquet of purple roses, baby's breath and pink lilies in a cut crystal vase on the bedside table of her old running buddy. A miniscule card of thick creamy paper stock is speared by a straightpin with a grey pearl head to the froth of satin ribbons of amethyst, onyx and sapphire that twine round the body of the vase and are tied off at its neck. Two simple words are scrawled across the card in elegant silver calligraphy: Be healed...
~*~
Love you...Miss you, littersibling...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Feb 13, 2010 6:01:34 GMT -6
In this moment of early morning when all is quiet save for the music in my earphones...I am lost in recollections of times past with one who has seen me thru so very much...am struck by amazement that this one chose to be my friend...my littersib...my teacher and confidant...I am so thankful for you and you have no idea just how thankful my dear...you amaze me daily yearly and make me so proud to know you... I love you...miss you...and am working on the healing for which coming home has helped so much...I am here... You. Are. Simply. The. Very. Best!
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Post by anirbas on Mar 7, 2010 0:09:34 GMT -6
((((((((((Mish))))))))))
I feel the same way about you, Dearness!
I must apologize for my latent reply... My entity is still at the computer hospital...lol... In the hands of one I fear may be a mad scientist... Not in a bad way, but, the absent minded way...haha... He has had it almost two weeks now and still has not healed it... However, Saturday, I was given a laptop as a loaner from my baby sister and am here due to that courtesy for which I feel thankful to the ninth degree!
Having said that, I HATE DRATTED LAPTOPS!!!!! THEY REALLY SUCK BOLLOCKS!!!!!!!!!!!
lol...But, a truer gift I have not received in a long time...David and I were able to enjoy the fruits of skype and yak all day about everything and nothing...
And now, I am at my next favorite place in the whole wide world-here.
Having noted to the universe at large and small and any deities that may yet inhabit the spiritual realm- that I am very thankful for the gift of this loaner...
I HATE LAPTOPS!!!!! THEY SHOULD ALL BE BURNED IN FIRES HOTTER THAN THE HOTTEST HOT SPOT IN HADESLAND!!!!!!!!!
LOL...I am woefully lost on this beast...thehehehehehe...
Well, here at your bedside it is true you did abide my atrocious whining...
But, off to scamper the halls I must yet be for a moment or more before I lay me down to sleep...
So, then, my oldest partner in crime...gigglegiggle... Off this battle ax must be, but, first... Close to thy bedside I would tread... To pop you in the middle of thy forehead and holler "BE HEALED, SISTAH! IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY! Me blithering socks, instance! More holes in them than I have in me head!
okay, you know I'm going for the gigglebone with the above monologic diatribe...
hope these moments I have been virtually in your precence have brought you laughter stronger, headier than sandalwood incense... but, tis not my intention you bust a gut...
literally, or symbolically...
so, let's not be cackling so hard we do that...
but, if I didn't make you chortle if but a little... I have missed my mark...
irregardless...
YOU STILL BE HEALED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
((((((((((Mish)))))))))
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Post by anirbas on Mar 11, 2010 23:01:15 GMT -6
(((((((((MISH!!!!!!!!!!!))))))))) TAG! You're it!!!!! Just made me smile in a big way, seeing you are here! How are you feeling, girl? ?
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Post by wistfuldragon on Mar 11, 2010 23:07:58 GMT -6
you at my bedside is far better than the doc's that were... and yes dear you had me giggling like a mad woman...no worries tho...nothing bursting... now you are it...lol...
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Post by anirbas on Mar 11, 2010 23:11:10 GMT -6
gigglegiggle...so goooooood to play tag with you again, dearest!
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Post by wistfuldragon on Mar 11, 2010 23:22:21 GMT -6
likewise my sib...likewise...;}
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Post by anirbas on Mar 29, 2010 23:15:26 GMT -6
Mishie? You okay? I've not heard from you in a bit...
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Post by anirbas on Jan 31, 2011 0:05:03 GMT -6
Hark, hark, grand, sad lady of the dark. I say unto thee, hear thee! Hear thee! Loud and clear, hear my voice echo across the well of the abyss, betwixt and between us, known as time and circumstance...
Prithee, draconic Duchess! Heed my call as a signal of distress! Join me, here, once more and again. As we ride the night, wild with fiery words that spill from the mouths of our souls.
Who knows? Perhaps for a lark we will go on a quest, co-write an epic that starts out in the shallows of the mind and meanders off into the back of beyond...
An epic chock full of trolls, warlocks and battles to be fought from the backs of fiery steeds with macropterous wing spans, ridden by hell for leather matrons that once upon a time, remember being maidens...
lol..."come back to the five and dime, Jimmie Dean..."
i...
miss...
you...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Mar 8, 2011 7:59:54 GMT -6
My dearest most beloved friend... I heard your call tho truth be told I heard you late... I long for the long nights writing to and fro with you lovely creature of the pen Having been faced with being a shell of what was I am struggling to put self right so same self may play again... No beautiful words make this easier... My most wonderous friend I've been down and at times just flat out...but I am never down nor out for long...and the Gods know I have missed the hell outa you and so many others here... I'm going to try in the next few days to come back on...play a bit of catch up and maybe some good old tag...I will...I swear... By the way...Honestly I love and adore you Sabrina... And Thank You!
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Post by anirbas on Mar 8, 2011 23:24:11 GMT -6
MMMMMEEEESHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(sounds of woman giggling gleefully as she executes the happy dance in the background)
So, dratted damned good to know you are still alive and breathing the same fetid air as the rest of us, m'lady warrior!!!!!!!!!!
I feel of all groups on the internet these days, poets form bonds that are resilient and durable.
You know I miss all of you girls (looks out of "the box" at all the other girls) when you disappear out into the big wide world, (spoken in a sister motherly tone lol) but, you and me, mon ami, we go waaaaaaaay back...Back to the dark ages...gigglegiggle...Drat! We're some old broads, Mishers!
I would love to see you back in a few days or any days. But, mostly, I just want you to take care of you for me and your sister and your kids, okie dokie?
I honestly love and adore you back, Michelle, and btw, en garde! (taps Mish with a cardboard sword and runs off, shouting, TAG! YOU'RE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by wistfuldragon on Mar 12, 2011 20:03:01 GMT -6
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Post by anirbas on Mar 15, 2011 20:01:53 GMT -6
(giggles at "tapping" then shouts out to her retreating poetical sib, "I give up! Yes! I am it!!!!!")
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Post by wistfuldragon on Mar 29, 2011 14:13:09 GMT -6
I think I like your suggestion better..."Go Fish" seems easier...lol
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