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allida
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To a Cliff
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Feb 9 06:33 UTC 1999 |
You stand
horible on some rocky shore
with wind and water
lashing you through eternity.
Along I come,
a gust against your holey
side and I intrude
into your inmost recesses
blowing sand and waterdrops
against their tender crevices
cutting away through
the eternity
you have existed
I am ephemeral, one second
eternally felt
as i race through
your crannies leaving only
the deepest untouched.
She fills in the places that
I have missed
When the moon pulls the tide in
at high tide you lay submerged
in her icy depths
I blow over her skin
creating ripples in her
whch channel through
your holes and ease
the pain I ripped through
as I gusted
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| 6 responses total. |
toking
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response 1 of 6:
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Feb 9 18:15 UTC 1999 |
beautiful....absolutely beautiful
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zoe
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response 2 of 6:
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Feb 9 19:48 UTC 1999 |
it flows so perfectly... a true peice of of being.. i love it..
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bookworm
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response 3 of 6:
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Feb 10 05:55 UTC 1999 |
Hmm.. This piece makes me think..
That makes it good.
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logansan
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response 4 of 6:
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Feb 10 18:28 UTC 1999 |
Lonely, beautiful and .... rewarding :)
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lumen
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response 5 of 6:
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Feb 11 06:47 UTC 1999 |
this poem makes me feel like I'm in a dreamscape.. I can see the imagery in
my mind, and it's just harmonious..
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toking
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response 6 of 6:
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Feb 17 19:05 UTC 1999 |
(linked to the new poetry conf)
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