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Post by lifeart on Mar 25, 2007 20:32:43 GMT -5
nice job
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Post by lifeart on Mar 4, 2007 22:35:19 GMT -5
Excellent! Simple but great!
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Post by lifeart on Feb 26, 2007 18:18:21 GMT -5
Thank you all! I love the rain, I hope that was conveyed(sp?) here.
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Post by lifeart on Feb 15, 2007 19:37:34 GMT -5
Pouring white rain, borrowed from the sea. Nature in beatutiful meloncholy. I, mesmerized and carefree, melt in the moment, perfectly.
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Post by lifeart on Mar 8, 2007 18:32:20 GMT -5
beautiful job!
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Post by lifeart on Feb 15, 2007 19:00:49 GMT -5
Beautiful, I'm lovin it!
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Post by lifeart on Mar 4, 2007 22:37:08 GMT -5
What beautiful imagery.
And I let the ashes linger. I cry at the stars' grave As the moon was pouring Over my wings
I love these lines! Eloquent write!
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Post by lifeart on Oct 5, 2006 21:42:41 GMT -5
beautiful
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Post by lifeart on Jul 15, 2006 22:42:19 GMT -5
Yeah, that makes it a little clearer. I did get the message about the dreams when reading the poem but I somehow got lost. It might have been the part about dying, I didn't pick up on that one. Thanks!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 15, 2006 14:27:15 GMT -5
who dare to scare when you get to fly anyway age run after the grave who can deny
I can follow the first lines, but once you hit these^ I got a little confused. What was the message you were trying to get across?
I do like the last line though, "but who got the last smile?"
lifeart
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Post by lifeart on Jul 14, 2006 11:14:47 GMT -5
this flows nicely but I can't say that I completely understand it...
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Post by lifeart on Jul 13, 2006 13:00:13 GMT -5
wow, cool write! I like the end stanza!!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 13, 2006 12:57:33 GMT -5
Thanks for the review Deluna! I like your name!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 10, 2006 13:45:26 GMT -5
thank you!!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 5, 2006 12:56:53 GMT -5
Thanks so much alive!!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 2, 2006 22:44:10 GMT -5
I write to consume myself in hollow moments In the quiet moments of a dead world To free myself of dreams and echos For the earth is made of lace and blossoms Pure beneath bare diamond eyes Soft and strong, severe and deadly Freedom laughing, cries
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Post by lifeart on Jul 22, 2006 11:31:21 GMT -5
thanks leta swan!
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Post by lifeart on Jul 10, 2006 13:44:19 GMT -5
thanks a lot guys!!
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Post by lifeart on Jun 27, 2006 14:41:22 GMT -5
His vanilla tears became a soft embrace, The passion of death in his eyes I dared to inhale his enchanting soul, And fell, Now buried I lie
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Post by lifeart on Jun 27, 2006 14:48:37 GMT -5
I love the expression, "expresso foam eyes", it's great!!
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