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wordplay: Song of The Red Rose
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For the love of words. Friday, January 2, 2015. Song of The Red Rose. Ever if I had a seed to sow,. If I ever had a flower to grow;. I’d plough the field where lay my dream,. I’d plant a flower with a water stream. As winter frost would freeze the bud,. I’d use my breath to break a thud;. As summer heat would burn its might,. I’d give my shadow, day and night. A little rose would one day bloom,. And bring me light through my heart of gloom;. I’d wait for that red to remind,. Where your dreams always were,.
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wordplay: September 2011
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For the love of words. Thursday, September 22, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Witnessed .beauty it was. Madison, Wisconsin, United States. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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wordplay: October 2011
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For the love of words. Sunday, October 16, 2011. Eyes to the sky. Music in my hands. Fall into the sky;. Only if i could. Fall into you;. Only if i could. Eyes open yet closed. Music in my hand not playing. Earth below me hurting me. Live my dream;. Only if i could. Live my life;. Only if i could ( without you. Tuesday, October 11, 2011. Yours, with love. Of my crazy mind; only you. When you smile; I find. The strand of your. Hair; ties me. If I could stay; I'd stay. The difference is you. Sand, take me.
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wordplay: April 2012
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For the love of words. Friday, April 13, 2012. That lovely face,. Those piercing eyes,. You held my hand and gave me my life. You let me stay. For a moment more. That defined my life. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That lovely face, Those piercing eyes, That insigh. Madison, Wisconsin, United States. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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wordplay: June 2014
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For the love of words. Thursday, June 19, 2014. Keep me from oblivion. Not a moment passes by. When the memory of your scent. Doesn't choke my breath. Not a whisker do I feel. Any less in love with you. After all this time. I drown, feel sunken. The ghosts of the world pull. You away from me. Hold my hand, love. Hold on to it, if you can, for a moment. And let that moment be my life. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Keep me from oblivion. Madison, Wisconsin, United States. View my complete profile.
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wordplay: I Feel I'm Fine
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For the love of words. Thursday, November 6, 2014. I Feel I'm Fine. I feel I'm fine,. I feel I'm growing. I don't owe someone a smile,. But I sure, can be the reason awhile. It's my wrath, I can gut it out,. But I sure, can have a peaceful bout. It's my mistake, the world may say,. But I sure, can smile it away. It's my step, I can crush a flower,. But I sure, can give the weak some power. I am mighty, I can rule the land,. But I sure, can be a helping hand. I feel I'm fine,. I feel I'm growing,.
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wordplay: An Eternal Dance of Heavens
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For the love of words. Thursday, November 6, 2014. An Eternal Dance of Heavens. As if my lungs have expanded. From air that I had never breathed,. I feel life gushing through my arms,. To no boundaries; like an eternal dance of heavens. Like first steps on morning dew. Like a child touching my face with innocent fingers. Oh I wished I could fly;. And today I fly,. In the seventh heaven. And I breathe;. What I've never breathed before. As this dream slips away from me,. I try to gather the golden dust,.
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wordplay: July 2011
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For the love of words. Friday, July 29, 2011. To bear - to hold. Membrane - delicate;. How would i sustain? I want to burst out,. Why should i pose? For the world; that matters. Why should i live? For others, tied by. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Madison, Wisconsin, United States. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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wordplay: November 2014
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For the love of words. Thursday, November 6, 2014. How Strange is Change. On my way,. On a shiny day;. A tree stood still,. On a sloping hill;. Nay it moan;. Its leaves were drying,. A few lay dying;. Some leaves red,. Some on grassy bed;. Its age shone,. Through a pine cone;. Its crimson dye,. Caught my eye;. I felt so strange,. How nice is change! I Met a Curious Beauty. She looks like a lily,. She talks like a breeze,. She walks in like rain,. To her fingers dance leaves,. Change colour in Autumn.
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wordplay: January 2012
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For the love of words. Tuesday, January 10, 2012. I usually see poems. Come to me through;. A window - like a signal. From fluttering leaves; asking me. To write what they want to say. And then I sit, waiting for them. Like an elder would wait for kids. To finish with their games and come back. And tell - what they felt; show. Their bruises, share their smiles. The wait itself is so romantic. Anticipating the soothing touch of wind. Shall cleanse my soul; give me. A pious joy - never ending ecstasy.
