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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 20, 2006 4:40:46 GMT -6
leaves, twirl in their anonymous dance.. a ballet for the deaf glittering only with their bronze of browns, golds ~ deepest ebony greens, tinge of reds.. along the soft downward graze of wind, buffering their age worn skins, but beautiful in their vein exposed ridges, nonetheless voiceless energy, rolling through and over the skyline uncurling toward a warm sun and reaching beyond a moon, unknown  |
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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 20, 2006 15:56:28 GMT -6
leaves twirl, drift and glide.. in a symphony, held before, the fairies who listen and dance before the next fall of golden rapture  |
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Post by anirbas on Oct 22, 2006 1:51:55 GMT -6
spellbinding poeming...absolutely!
leaves me to beg the question...got more?
entrancing visuals sending and soothing
me into dreamtime, S'fir...as these
are the last offerings, i'm personally
reading this evening...headed to the
land of nodz for a bit of nightienight
sweetdreamz time...Nir
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Post by DavidMc on Oct 22, 2006 3:30:52 GMT -6
Simply gorgeous!
David
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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 22, 2006 23:11:57 GMT -6
Are you there ~
I hear the songs of silence whisper
as I shut my eyes and slowly,
allow myself to fall into slumber
where dreams are my friends
and the sounds are the choir
one which I immerse myself inside of
and happily sleep, for hours
the moon is awakening,
I can feel his smile,
a pale yellow halo from up high,
he swoons..
across the mountains,
and over the trees
until, inside of my window
he appears, kissing me from within
the light summer breeze
away again, leaving me too sleep
I shall wake in the morning,
wondering who it was, that really kissed my cheek |
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Post by dawness on Oct 23, 2006 0:33:05 GMT -6
reeling my senses! thanks, soul.
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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 23, 2006 0:55:33 GMT -6
rainbow illusions
through a pale crystal drop
falling too earthern floor
splashing, plop
streaming colours
against a sky of grey
flickering sunlight,
briefly stays
leaves fluttering downward
soggy outsides,
against muddy ground
colour leeches until becoming
another, shade of brown
rainbow illusions
in crystal drops
against pane of glass
splashing, plop |
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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 23, 2006 21:33:49 GMT -6
a thousand rain drops falling
and all I see is one
the lonesome little chap
who falls slow, then the others
appear to run
his orb is almost crystal
and dappled with light,
tears of my own, begin to fall
as I see the mercy of his plight
down ward and away,
spiralling in the wind
his dappled exterior,
buffered and tainted
against the willowing leaves
I watch this rain-drop collide
and absorb back into the sky
with an softly sung voice as I hear,
splish,splash
as this beautiful rain-drop's dance
is silently done |
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Post by soulfir3 on Oct 25, 2006 22:28:13 GMT -6
spiral explosions
a thousand words of nothing
without meaning
a presence
lost within the howl of the night
breeze, buffers the curtains
encountering
another life
raining without emotion
yet, I feel the deluge of pain
striking firm flesh,
seering heat on skin
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spiral explosions,
falling,
from the heavens
without a name
downward and out
taunted by the wind
and it's unfair play
against the pane of glass
a splatter and splash |
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