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Posted: December 23rd, 2007, 9:23 am
by Arcadia
last night? maybe...
I´m not at all acostumbrada
to identify exotic animals sounds..
by the way,
did someone plant c-grey clouds
in the last hours?
Posted: December 24th, 2007, 8:47 am
by Arcadia
sun again!
vapor from the streets
still cool breeze
Posted: December 25th, 2007, 6:01 pm
by WIREMAN
christmas day evening
back from the bay
base of the catoctin's
back to coltrane
and no tv
music room and
sculpture studio
cyber keys
jammin'!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted: December 25th, 2007, 11:33 pm
by judih
back to the ancient
bedouin and israeli search
where are we headed
desert days stretch to years
stringed instruments with tears in their eyes
looking out through dunes of then
who will recognize the moment of gold?
only the wolf cries tonight
Posted: December 26th, 2007, 1:01 pm
by Arcadia
stringed instruments with tears in their eyes
looking out through dunes of then
who will recognize the moment of gold?
only the wolf cries tonight
beautiful lines judih!, I´ll cradle them!!
Posted: December 26th, 2007, 2:28 pm
by WIREMAN
howling wolves beat
it out upon the stage
in unison they run
with the melody
talking about that
spoonful........
Posted: December 26th, 2007, 3:51 pm
by Doreen Peri
it's over at last
the shortest day
the most darkness
it can only get better
now
keep a flame burning
Posted: December 26th, 2007, 5:22 pm
by WIREMAN
them there eyes
WOW!
the kapow
incubating
Jam simmering
makes the taste better
for the feast that will come
better be there mon frere
dorme vous
seasons felt hard
smiles on faces
me moving from
space to places
lonnie liston smith
soundtrack to a..........
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 7:49 am
by jimboloco
flame burning
smoke rising
slow returning
upside down baking
happy shaking
world waking up
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 1:47 pm
by mousey1
shortest days
longest hours
where moments of nothing
are filled with flowers
hope blossoms
plucked
shoved in vases
for wilting
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 1:49 pm
by mousey1
you smell nice
this nose knows
like spring showers
and gold ringed sunshine
in early morning hours
I smell nothing
your bright rays
overpower
my sensing
you stink good
I would know
I stink too
our auras intermingling
nonsensing
does it have to make scents?
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 5:19 pm
by mnaz
Just as the days diminish from summer's birth,
the days increase from the low of winter's death,
'tho tis true my perception may be biased,
child of the sun that I am.
almost like a Hindu moment...
on the Simpson's when Moe said, "you only live once",
and Apu answered, "speak for yourself".
Could it be that death begins at birth,
just as rebirth commences at death?
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 6:37 pm
by WIREMAN
cyclical
no brakes
on the bike
come and go
go and come
next stop
the twilight zone
Posted: December 27th, 2007, 9:37 pm
by jimboloco
into twilight night
another look at this season's christmas lights
then they are off
darkness flows in
lock the door
day is done taps
early morning will come soon
it will still be dark
if i am lucky going into work
i will see a hint of orange
i have forgotten the blazing inferno that comes with summer
only the gloom of darkness
and my melancholy smile
that grimly greets the day
waiting for that first burst of calm energy
this is where the spirit lives
Posted: December 28th, 2007, 3:16 am
by mnaz
Into the dark, it seems.
Came a little sooner than expected.