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An oddity the way we'd set the bar the mystic made a gallivanting lout it matters not he's dancing on a star and holds the key to what it's all about. Perhaps in time we'll come to understand the thoughts he thinks upon the midnight hour the butterfly that's sleeping in his hand because he's come that creature to empower. No fear is found inhabiting the soul but disconnect wreaks havoc far and wide and so it goes the picture on the whole bereft a bridge where troubled waters bide. An oddity the way we'd bar the door the mystic mile that shows what freedom's for. -Richard #5251 in series |
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 10/26/2009 5:15 am |
Richard, hello and thank you for sharing your invaluable gift with us - the conveyance of your vision and thought interpretation - through 'musical metaphor'..... As you so kindly mentioned in relation to "The Trembling Hand", we have more gems to look forward to and for this I remain eternally grateful. May our journey along the infinite mystic mile be harmonious and peaceful..... inevitably it will become such as we gain momentum together with every forward step or step envisioned..... May relative peace be yours as your journey unfolds.....Dianne
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10/26/2009 5:22 am |
Richard, the wee smilies that I usually interject disappeared due to the fact that I posted the above twice.....
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10/30/2009 7:16 am |
Hi Dianne. Thank you for the feedback, as always, so vibrant and positive. I have been away a few days, so a new poem will no doubt be going up. Look those little smilies Richard
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