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Post by roadrunner3 on Dec 17, 2007 21:42:59 GMT -6
Your blues and hues do unconfuse When life has left me quite bemused The distant skies release the sighs That seem to creep when dreaming dies When hope just seems to fly away And land in some forsaken place When all my efforts seem at loss To clear my vision's dreary dross. The way is slow but on I go Encircling to the towering top And vistas there effect repair Dissolving inner mental blocks So no obstructions will deter The message streaming from the view The color coded words confer An epic tome that's always new.
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Post by anirbas on Dec 17, 2007 21:47:37 GMT -6
Oh, my...Oh, my blithering stars!!!!!!
WHAT A GORGEOUS SLICE OF LIFE...
Accompanied by an equally gorgeous poem...
And you used dross!!!! I love that word...dross...
A treat to see you hanging out and banging at the keys with the rest of us... Curious to know...Did you take the picture, or is that you, working your way around the mountain, in the picture? Or is it one you found on the internet? Not the mountain, the picture...LOL...
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Post by roadrunner3 on Dec 18, 2007 6:50:36 GMT -6
I wish I had been there, Sabrina! Alas, it is a picture I found on the internet, but I do travel there often in my mind!
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Post by roadrunner3 on Dec 18, 2007 6:58:40 GMT -6
Breathe on me, Fire Mountain Cauldron of the Gods Awaken in me that which Weaves its way through all time And space And connects all of Life. Let me flow before you Nourishing even as I am nourished Transforming even as I am transformed Assimilating even as I am assimilated.
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Post by glenn on Dec 18, 2007 12:52:33 GMT -6
wow!
some really striking photos and poems here
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Post by roadrunner3 on Dec 19, 2007 21:41:33 GMT -6
Thanks Glenn, I have long known that I get a bit of the winter blues this time of year. My poetry tank was registering empty until I saw these photos. I guess I just needed some bright colors! RR
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Post by bichsa on Dec 20, 2007 10:36:59 GMT -6
I concur beautiful photos. I was imagining your the one with the bike ,just beautiful words and photos from a beautiful person! well done!Peace!C.
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Post by roadrunner3 on Dec 25, 2007 6:15:37 GMT -6
Thanks so much, Cheryl. Metaphorically that IS me on the bike on a road that would seem to be somewhat less traveled, but not exactly the straight and narrow, either. Glad you are enjoying the holidays. RR3
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 28, 2007 8:37:37 GMT -6
Great combination of words and colour.
David
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 1, 2008 21:22:44 GMT -6
Thanks, David!
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 3, 2008 22:45:21 GMT -6
Come, my love, to fortified tower And shower me With poetry. Gaze upon the valley fair Breathe deeply in the rarefied air And let us cheat life's dank despair. If just for a day, or only an hour, Yet for a lifetime will this bower Bear memories as sweet as flowers Where bathed in love's releasing power Just for a moment We made time cower. Entangled in your beauty there I'll ne'er attempt to slip the snare But revel in the lovely lair That held my heart With heavenly care.
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 8, 2008 18:48:58 GMT -6
As smooth as glass As clear as a mirror I shiver in awe All my life has brought me to this point Food, oxygen, activity, rest Have all sustained tender tissues So reflection, refraction Electrochemical reactions Could feed my soul at this moment. All I can do Is humbly bow And say "Thanks!"
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Post by anirbas on Jan 9, 2008 14:04:52 GMT -6
This thread...Takes the breath away with it's eyepopping visuals... And, as always, your poems are stunning gems, Runner! And honor for David and I, to have your imagination on tap, here... I absolutely adore this piece and it's accompanying picture: "Come, my love, to fortified tower And shower me With poetry. Gaze upon the valley fair Breathe deeply in the rarefied air And let us cheat life's dank despair. If just for a day, or only an hour, Yet for a lifetime will this bower Bear memories as sweet as flowers Where bathed in love's releasing power Just for a moment We made time cower. Entangled in your beauty there I'll ne'er attempt to slip the snare But revel in the lovely lair That held my heart With heavenly care." ~Roadrunner. Thanks for sharing...Got more?
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 10, 2008 14:21:58 GMT -6
Thanks Sabrina, I'm having a lot of fun with Color Kindness. The eye that never closes Frozen in stone Always gazing Grazing on silhouetted sights That slowly change over thousands of years. As time slips by This eye sheds no tears The days and nights Accrue into ages And geological stages But yet it still gazes Until the heat and chill And rain and drought Bring about a final collapse Then, in closing its eye, A well earned nap.
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Post by anirbas on Jan 15, 2008 0:04:58 GMT -6
OH, MY, MY, MY, MY BLITHERING, SHIVERING STARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This visual literally took my breath away...Almost fell out of the flight chair in front of the computer with the raw power of it's beauty...THAT WOULD MAKE A GRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT POSTER... And the poem it inspired is a gem, Runner! Thank you for sharing...Got more? ?? Drat...I have to look at that, again...
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Post by anirbas on Jan 15, 2008 0:05:51 GMT -6
a wall to wall, floor to ceiling poster...yessssssss!
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 16, 2008 22:52:03 GMT -6
Thanks Sabrina! A floor to ceiling poster would be neat, it would make you feel like you could step through the opening right into the wild blue yonder. RR
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 20, 2008 10:07:04 GMT -6
Swirling, floating, drifting on summer breeze Without a care, but with great potential, Fresh from a launch provided by a sneeze Gifting the velocity essential. Some in disdain will call them common weeds, These puffballs white that call out to the wind, But if they knew the power of the seed Why certainly their judgment they'd suspend. The progeny that lurk in this one float Could grow in fields flung far across the earth, Its journey no less marvel than the mote That found the egg that ended in your birth. So when you spy the cotton floating round Embrace the wind that favor with you found.
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jan 20, 2008 10:14:10 GMT -6
I find of late, in quiet times, With softer step and gentler rhythm, Miles apart from madding crowd In introspection I am bidden To slip the rough protective coat That useful proved in growing up But now impedes the tender shoot That seeks new light on which to sup. The fingers of your warming smile Are gentle on my spirit's husk As slowly opened to the day My world of drear eternal dusk Dissolves to find a richer life And root descends to depths unknown To anchor there mid ages past Where sage's paths are wont to roam. When duly anchored, growth begins, At first I feel so meek and thin But bursting from my earthly tomb My cotyledon now ascends To heights that give a different view, A different world, a different read, Than what I dreamed of in the earth When I existed as a seed. I seem forever in the light And in your smile do fully flower Leaning down you deign me kiss As all around my fragrance showers, On and on this dance sustains A life I thought would never end But then one windy day in fall I find that I begin to bend And getting lower to the earth I see where time is going to lead And so release into the wind The quintessential gift...a seed.
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Post by anirbas on Jan 21, 2008 17:15:59 GMT -6
This thread explodes with color, beautiful vistas and visuals, and is chockful of some the most creatively wrought poeming, Runner!! A real treat for David and I to have you on board...btw...GOT MORE? ?
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Post by roadrunner3 on Feb 2, 2008 7:09:00 GMT -6
Cold steel blue A shivering, shimmering still-life Not inviting But still delighting And what secrets lurk below the surface?
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Post by anirbas on Feb 2, 2008 18:56:43 GMT -6
I dunno...Perhaps, Nessie?
Yet another breathtaking picture accompanied by a just right poem, Runner!
Thanks for sharing, our friend! Got more?
This pic also made me think of the quote, "As above, so below", or some such...
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Think this pic, may have inspired a little something something from me...
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Majestic, snow crowned crags puncture the expanse of the ever blue heavens... Soundlessly echoed in the parallel universe of fluidic fathoms spreading away from the feet of the mountains...
I want to be there... Smelling the pure air... Capturing cupped handfuls of the water to taste...
And in this moment, viewing this picture, I am... But, I didn't risk frostbite vicariously viewing this slice of life...
And that's a good thing...
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Post by roadrunner3 on Feb 2, 2008 21:19:08 GMT -6
Nessie?! That's great! It might look something like this: I really like your poem, especially the "parallel universe of fluidic fathoms". That's great! Here's another pic for your consideration and possible inspiration: Venus and Jupiter Children of the Sun Frolicking in the eastern sky While a symphony of celestial bodies Plays their favorite song.
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Post by Sam on Feb 3, 2008 0:38:33 GMT -6
I will dance in celebration and rejoice in this moment of calm before the storm...
Sam
* Wonderful thread!
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Post by roadrunner3 on Feb 3, 2008 14:23:40 GMT -6
Beautiful poem, Sam! RR
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Post by anirbas on Feb 3, 2008 16:55:40 GMT -6
Thanks, Runner... Love the new pic, too! But, at first I thought the shoreline was on fire... ggglgggl...But, I did... Then realized, it was the city lights... And do you know, is that Venus and Jupiter so close together in the skies over our heads, right now? Noticed two celestial bodies shining rather brightly this morning before dawn lit up the sky...This pic also reminded me of that view I saw this morning, heading into work...
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Stars scatter the indigo field of the heavens like buckshot...
City lights blaze, the scrim line of a wildfire's ire let loose along the shoreline...
And I, sitting alone, on the far side of it all, simply sigh as for this visual setting I slip and fall...
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Post by roadrunner3 on Feb 3, 2008 22:21:45 GMT -6
Very lovely poem, Nir! Yes, that is Venus and Jupiter in the morning sky. Venus is the brighter of the two (women often outshine the men). Be sure to check it out on Monday AM because the crescent moon will join in the dance. RR
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Post by anirbas on Feb 4, 2008 17:25:32 GMT -6
Thanks, Runner! Good to know that it's Venus and Jupiter...I knew it was planets, just wasn't sure which two...But, noticed the ones in the visual you provided looked just like them...So, at least my feebled brain made that connection...LOL... Got a cackle out of your "women often outshine the men" opinion...Monday has come and gone and I can't remember if I even looked at the sky this morning as I was driving to work... Good thing, Monday is my Friday...But, I think it was cloudy here this morning...Nir.
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Post by roadrunner3 on Feb 9, 2008 22:56:52 GMT -6
You rose Nova-like As dusk was settling on my life In the force of your presence, I quaked, And in the shifting of the tectonic plates That protected my soul A deep cavernous loneliness was illuminated And I was set free.
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Post by dawness on Feb 11, 2008 13:15:44 GMT -6
breathless as the fog that halts in praise of landscapes and domains seized not by space or time only unsiezed by the grandeur that beckons upon the call of everything that is forever evermore.
---- unique thread about nature, rr3!
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