grifter
A Devoted Distraction
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Post by grifter on May 11, 2006 23:18:35 GMT -6
The night sky, belonged to boughs, bowed brightly by ice and the moon was moved, by simple silence. Billows broken by the frozen branches, lingered left of Libra.
The snow’s soft soul, felt freely fallen. Its uniform uniqueness, in sullen stillness stretched out for nearly ever.
Virgo quietly cried, as the leaves dreamed. Her tears tore through me, with meaning, like memorable mountains. The trees trembled weakly, believing winter one splintered, and shattered.
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stupidxgirl
A Devoted Distraction
So You Sailed Away...
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Post by stupidxgirl on May 12, 2006 13:02:01 GMT -6
This was wonderful, you have such a way with words it gives me chills. I wish I had half the talent you have, great job.
"Virgo quietly cried, as the leaves dreamed. Her tears tore through me, with meaning, like memorable mountains. The trees trembled weakly, believing winter, one splintered and shattered."
This was breath taking doll
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Post by Laura on May 12, 2006 14:14:08 GMT -6
"Billows broken by the frozen branches, lingered left of Libra"
and the first few lines of the last stanza are just so beautiful. I don't know how you do it and capture such fragile atmospheres ... they seem so warm all the time. Am I rambling?
Your writing makes me smile.
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grifter
A Devoted Distraction
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Post by grifter on May 12, 2006 15:12:20 GMT -6
it's been cold here for this time of year, and i do so miss autumn and winter, i'm backwards from most people, anyway i was in a little diner last night, with some friends, we were reading horoscopes, from local papers, real exciting stuff lol, and i asked our waitress, what her sign was, and she was a Libra, i am a virgo, and i wrote this on a napkin, and left it for her, i am moving from where i live now, at the end of summer in 2007, and i am already missing my mountains, that seeped in to this one too, oh yeah, and i have been reading a lot of Dylan Thomas, he writes in a lyrical way like i do, some of my friends who write, told me my poetry reminds them of him, untill a few days ago the only thing i had read by thomas was "do not go gently into that good night", but that's my least favorite poem by him, since i have been reading his other work, thank you both for your kind words....now that's some ramblin' haha bobby
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Post by Laura on May 12, 2006 15:47:56 GMT -6
Oh rambling is fun. Mine usually doesn't make sense though Moving, eh? I've lived in the same area my whole life so it's looked the same.
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Post by thecrazybeautiful on May 18, 2006 17:09:20 GMT -6
Wow, this was nice.
I love the alliteration... I'm sure you can guess by now that I really like that in poems. I also like the whole horoscope thing to it. I'm really interested in horoscopes.
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