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Posted: November 5th, 2004, 4:55 pm
by WIREMAN
...as I leap upon this enlightened
stage with wired ways and the need to
never clasp....I feel the silent longing of
an ancient spell that was cast....................
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 4:55 pm
by whimsicaldeb
Nedwbee's too
great to see
Hey -- who kissed my ear
(again!)
I swear
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 4:57 pm
by panta rhei
kisses?
mintwarm and true -
they're everywhere here;
what a wonderful hue!
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 4:59 pm
by judih
imagine there were no images
just words
inducing our minds to envision
a new view
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:00 pm
by WIREMAN
tis the powder blue I say
all by degrees....listen as
my clay pot drum pleas...
ever thankful for the jam
of this day..........................
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:01 pm
by whimsicaldeb
just as old spells do
fresh jam
on bread
life's real again
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:02 pm
by panta rhei
wordmages
imagine:
visions
in our view
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:02 pm
by judih
sizzle up that old word
flip it, re-connect its stitching
add a patch
a point of view
and dinner's served
in dictionary grandiosa!
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:02 pm
by whimsicaldeb
JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ ....
she's here
she's here
she stayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyysssssssssssssssssssssss
like sweet low tones
from a sax's wave
Judih's here
sweet strong waves
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:03 pm
by panta rhei
jam on bread
champoem in head
life's delicious
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:05 pm
by WIREMAN
floating over you ...engulfing
me....and the spin is just starting
the begin of a beguine that shines
the prime of jewels..............
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:05 pm
by whimsicaldeb
who is this wiredman
spreading jam
and who's fingers are on our pulses
again
oh, what a friend!
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:06 pm
by judih
champoetry,
a mix of time/place/chaste honesty
stripped like the day we were born
whatcha see is what we give
and we give more than we know
sharing the lifeblood of now
stirring yesterday to freshen up tomorrow
champoetry
a mushroom gone mad
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:06 pm
by panta rhei
old phrased stitches
sizzled up
tight smiles
sown too tight
loosened
by a sip
of rhyme
words
on thee we dine
Posted: November 5th, 2004, 5:08 pm
by WIREMAN
lightning bolts and open dors
will appear as states of red
and blue are filtered through
my blackest fountain pen................