Strands

Monday, March 19, 2007

Rain (Adored)

Shape of rain speaks thy name purpose upon earth moves, softness of cleansing soothes Through mine flesh absorbed presence of thee adored Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 18, 2007

Today (Danse of You)

Gold deepened hold upon bleu pastel today in peace of Light, I heard thou rays through soul of us perfectly arrayed. Clocks, clocks I heard them oft' today, a ticking sway filling ever'y air with moments of You.. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 16, 2007

Shore (MeadowMan into Mermaid)

I taste thine salt into mine own sweetly bleeds the moan of flesh bathing soul On riptides roaring River Seine draws a halt, wraps healing 'round Isle of Infinite Kiss. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Afternoon Bonding

There is a peace settling upon me as morning succumbs to a seashell toned afternoon...seashells, I've been recalling the tides of the beach in Florida and the treasures glistening undertow with each surge rolling. I may write a post later about my discoveries in sand and salt. Could it be the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 12, 2007

Song of Backstage (Where She Waits Unto Death)

Curtain back is fearsome, lonely in light of act and shadows dansing outline yet there she drifts, for stage holds a ghost too painful to tread with threads mending host ghost is not her love, One who once serenaded from afar and touched through second sight the glove fitted true oe'r her heart star... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 11, 2007

Listening (Dansing) to the Blues

Music surely induces many a mood...sitting here this eve of spring desire, longing and listening as is nature of the turn...fiddling with words, heart, playing some blues and poetry from faraway times when Love Loss colored me Lost..darker hues than my usual...frame it on the blues. Paining heart... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 10, 2007

Rain Stream

Dreams of Light awash in stream of sorrow will they fade through a drowning rush, pulled to bottoms of stonebedded death? or Shall danse of surface arc whilst absorbing power of depth reshape form upon fluid breadth and draw a higher bow oe'r hearts tracing the morrow, revealing hues hence... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 9, 2007

Did We (FarAway Lands) Travel..?

Did we reel backward and beyond Soulsong's fiery feel lip synching emotion, ribs bursting seal of prisons' binding zeal Sorrow is Love's train..? holding tight our baggage on tracks crisscrossing space powered by Needs of fleshly lace ivory thrusts blush through outback of savannah emerald and lush... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 8, 2007

Valentine Sweetness Recalled (Repost)

Somehow (Gifts Become Him) Somehow, plastic bags, crinkled newsprint wedged in the mailing for balance, apple red cellophane wrap tucked over a box of sweets illustrated with florets in corners, a brimming basket of colours richly detailed and a bluebird clinging to a branch, books hand chosen for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 5, 2007

Breakage of Burial (or Spring Remembers Us)

I pine for heat as the ground 'neath my feet, frozen and lonely of caress moves upon life. Remembering Sun showers penetration into layers, beyond wintr'y dress Flowers of mine flesh clinging to thine ray. Sign in to see full entry.

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