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MANY of these photos are courtesy of my SoulMate, my Beloved Eternal, Robin Taylor.
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Thursday, October 28, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
I discovered DK was Following me;
I wrote frantically afrenzied,
for the next ten minutes,
my thoughts coming a million times faster than my fingers could type,
or my lemons could burn.
A few of them make nonsense, but who cares,
if I receive the food, & down it goes
here into the page for
you & the roses.
The one about the lemons was supposed to be really different, she mused, but I screwed up.
for the next ten minutes,
my thoughts coming a million times faster than my fingers could type,
or my lemons could burn.
A few of them make nonsense, but who cares,
if I receive the food, & down it goes
here into the page for
you & the roses.
The one about the lemons was supposed to be really different, she mused, but I screwed up.
Rain slashed the Mountain View & the yodelers felt frantically forced to find shelter among the EmptySpaces
"Her mind joplted at the impact with the star northernmost,
after a Night spent dreaming in your fur, " she said.
"I know perfectly your meaning, when you say this man/woman named Shortsmag honors you b following you.
I wonder if she's trying to "tweet,"
says one to one.
Four Hundred Forty Eight is such a numeral beautiful.
I love her "Round;" her face, her sonorous, boldly intoned Voice
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Excerpts from The Spirits series
These verses (my site Entire) are but *~*~*excerpts*~*~* ....
for that reason, I say this is
my Poetry "Workshop"
These are Musings,
many of them based upon hastily scrawled Twitterings.
Unless I've written otherwise,
these are separate thoughts,
*Not* Connected to each other
These are Musings,
many of them based upon hastily scrawled Twitterings.
Unless I've written otherwise,
these are separate thoughts,
*Not* Connected to each other
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@IAM_SHAKESPEARE :)
10/24/10
Earth broke free of trampling eyes
Rounded, laughing, Moonward-bound
Swirled in Skies She knew in Dreams
Ghosted kisses freed on High
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and Now I go to Live my Life
to Love my sweet and tiny boy
whose eyes shine diamonds,swirling globes
whose Life I'm Gifted, his Soul to Guard
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and Now I go to Live my Life
to Love my sweet and tiny boy
whose eyes shine diamonds,swirling globes
whose Life I'm Gifted, his Soul to Guard
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MORE Twitterings October 24, 2010
often, I feel the edges blur
I scream her name, I nearly see
Then I move my eyes to dread!
my own reflection snears at me!
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I am not really here. I told you I had to leave. I am not she.
Time thieved her away to..
To where?
The knife in the
dark sliced away Moments
dark sliced away Moments
Friday, October 22, 2010
Cloud Musings
scattered Twitterings of October 2010, To Be Revised & Continued
Here I seek my wings
I float on the cusp of a Wave of Dreams
Deep in the Mouth of a Cold scowling Cloud
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Grim Dark Cloud, my blanket?
Love: I worship you, but feel alone
Move me over to your cheery lover
I seek the Cloud of iridescent DreamTime rivulets,
Sleepy Sister with your teasey wide-eyed grin,
she who sees where Dawn's PromiseEnergy flows
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Sleepy Sister with your teasey wide-eyed grin,
she who sees where Dawn's PromiseEnergy flows
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Raspy gusts of burnt sienna shake inside the trees;
Clouds smile down in languid humor
Ensue caresses sweet.
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Trees tire of costume preening?
Stumble, twirl,
thru the ColorSweet Tumble of
their nearing Sleep!
Hush... tiny "Count" sings,
"Trick or Treat"
Trees tire of costume preening?
Stumble, twirl,
thru the ColorSweet Tumble of
their nearing Sleep!
Hush... tiny "Count" sings,
"Trick or Treat"
Breathe Her haunting bittersweet,
her musky kisses, dropping leaves
Tumble into ColorStorm
til She shrouds the ground in silent freeze
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I Hear These Nature Mother Songs
Only 2 of Nature Mother's Love Songs
Raspy gusts of burnt sienna shake inside the trees;
Clouds smile down in languid humor
Ensue caresses sweet.
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Breathe Her haunting bittersweet,
her musky kisses, dropping leaves
Tumble into ColorStorm
til She shrouds the ground in silent freeze
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Sunday, October 17, 2010
Leaves In Tears
Friends, please look up & get ready to catch vibes of Love & Peace & Care, from a girl behind the screen. I wish you all SparklingMoments :)
beneath lies my 5-minute Word challenge, testament to zero Time for a frustrated mommy.Love my Life, tho. Each Moment holds gleaming Mystery~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rainbows silently sing TreeSongs,
raise vari-Colored Love to heal an ailing Autumn World?
He reaches a tiny hand,
Why do Days move like leaves scatter down my road,
tumblin' toward freeze?
No rake, no forget-
Spring's arms yet may show their Golden Green
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beneath lies my 5-minute Word challenge, testament to zero Time for a frustrated mommy.Love my Life, tho. Each Moment holds gleaming Mystery
I wish not to think "Death in my hand"
rather reach for a falling Leaf,
in certain Knowledge
I will smile again at Colors with him,
Rainbows silently sing TreeSongs,
raise vari-Colored Love to heal an ailing Autumn World?
He reaches a tiny hand,
Why do Days move like leaves scatter down my road,
tumblin' toward freeze?
No rake, no forget-
Spring's arms yet may show their Golden Green
Saturday, October 16, 2010
All you see or feel here...
All who see or feel upon this tattered page
...please know
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"We'll soon become
Creations new
We pray sweet Muses
your eyes to shine
to fret not "Time!"
to hear our prayer...
Gift passage,
for your Words to flow
Inside
Sea Breezes sweet, Air Fresh with Love
Night Creatures swarm-ed
from Circles Old
to Dance upon my Stories here
on new Live feet,
electrified fingers who move with our Minds
Once again...
Upon a New Page...."
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coming soon, revisions, a totally New Page....Thank You for being here, Sisters & Brothers
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