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I feel like.....
I feel like.....
I feel like screaming in quivering octave
And see glass cages crumbles in soothing chimes
Tip toe on a concave spot
Wearing only a round toe shoe
Letting go of thoughts
Just swing and swirl,
Side to side,
Round the globe.
Feel the winds caress my lobes
See my hair undulate as nature gropes
Clothed in gown of magical fluid
As nature is please to choose it
To shimmer in sun
To blossom in rain
And screams transform into dreams of glass coloured stains
To smile in Topsy Turvey grins
To cry in refracted grims
Lying on a pile of maple leaves
Floating in a sea of green
Talking to the blue sky of clarity
And breathe and breathe........
3/5/2006 7:06 pm
strapie's seem talented and intelligent. in what ways you find her unique?|
3/3/2006 9:15 pm
Free expression and interesting gallery.
Indeed Strapie... is kinda unique.
3/2/2006 7:18 pm
Quite cool, some comments are replied in poetry. is this the legendary dead poet society?|
3/2/2006 12:05 pm
!@#$%^&*() Thank you for the consuming thoughts. !@#$%^&*()
You are so very right on and thank you for pening that nice poem.
Yes it is true of what you say. Spinning gets me dizzy, while I am at it, I that time to admire the swirls that only manifest when motions are not in control.
Agree, slient can be music to the ears when sound only contribute to noise. Yeah.... must hang out soon...lol
Thank you and I hope you enjoy reading them. I love your site as well and the pics effects r really nice. Yes simple things are less messy and clearer.
3/1/2006 7:40 pm
And when the spinning stops...you will have clarity!|
3/1/2006 7:21 pm
Release, Release, u found it all and not all|
in all and none
in spaces and fonts
in verses and rhymes
Release, Release, u found some and not all
in ur journey of life unfold
with bloggers and frens to share it all
3/1/2006 4:59 pm
Good poem, just like your name, after read it like to tasted a chocolate bar.|