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posted October 17, 2003 02:19 AM         

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beauty! I'll write some later too! Just wanted to say- Juniperb, Aphrodite, beauty!

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posted October 17, 2003 01:51 PM         

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Yay!

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posted October 17, 2003 04:36 PM         

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Sweet victory
Decadent luxury
My soul sees holes
but they are wrapped
affixed with multilayered scraps
Sometimes they slip apart and take
a bit of truth out in their wake
slowly gliding down my skin
I let another lie within
and carefully peel one more away
To find the truth that's right today

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posted October 17, 2003 04:53 PM         

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You knowflakes are goood!!

juniperb

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posted October 18, 2003 11:36 PM         

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You Moderator Knowflakes are ALSO gooooood! I love spiralling on others ideas...... It is such a nice way to share visions.

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posted October 21, 2003 06:15 PM         

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Sometimes my vision is blurred.....

times like these, clarification
needs no verification
times like these, my stomach is knotted
like pine or willow
times like these, words become rotted
and I am rooted to my pillow
slightest provocations
cause the greatest thought sensations
Times like these I am the laughter
of my
only open everafter
I am the cheshire cat
in my own wonder-land
in times like these maybe I understand
that once I rock the gentle water
my boat sways more than the waves that brought her
and in the unknown depths I'd see
I'd find reflection, maybe me
But would I find tranquility?
we'll see........
For times like these are broad and lean
the both at once, the ones I've seen
had fallen from great heights and shown
the road we walk,we mostly go alone
but after all have taken paths
we rest together in the grass
recant our jewels and share the tunes
the marching pace
our sandy dunes
our joys and love our peace our day
our bare feet walking in the clay
forward going we endure
and share our ways of being here
One sees God and one sees Death
in every present chilling breath.
To the one whose soul sees black
we take his hand, though he takes none back,
guide him to the gate and show him
but don't expect his heart to know Him
do what we will and what we can
to change the life of a bitter man
He will take the only way that gets him through his tragic day
such is the way in that he'll stay
but I'll bet your heart is touched today.

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posted October 21, 2003 06:22 PM         

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Wow

I am touched! And you know what? I started to hum to it like a tune!!! This would make a beautiful song

Amy

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posted October 22, 2003 03:10 PM         

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Thank you, some times it just flows out!
I actually do sing and write songs, though I haven't in a long time.
Do you as well, Amy?

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posted October 22, 2003 03:16 PM         

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Hiya

No, I don't write out songs. I just humm made up symphonies Never sang outloud in front of anyone. I do want to take a class to learn how to write down music. May be this upcoming spring semester.

Would you share some of the songs you've written?

Best

A.

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posted October 22, 2003 04:03 PM         

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"They gave me The Look
When I said I was a witch
Like they'd burn if I willed it, Like they'd burn me if they willed it.
But the decency was raised and
they were raised differently.
They hide and laugh at what they are unsure of.
But what in this world are we certain of?
Most of us just want to be diseased...
In a sick little way, we try to die everyday
But we search for love to save us from being free.
I need rythym in my life, I need stark madness,
I feel the most while stuck to someone's boot.
I rage
and I rave
and I'll take it to my grave
Yet I cringe at the thought of being mute.
I can't remember other loves,
for fear that I will love it...
I can't remember who I was then
I know she was unsure,
and she acted like a wh0re
and she learned to be a martyr toward men
I sort of lift the fog, and at times I truly see....
I sort out all the sacred things,
from mighty mediocrity....
But I choose to dwell on fate,
to yell and swell and tell
on fate
send on something thats okay,
I'm being a good girl, today."

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posted October 22, 2003 04:12 PM         

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"So I'm a woman,
and sometimes that wears at you
I can tell,
you wear it well
So I'm a B1tch,
So I'm a lover
Oh, I'm a sad little girl with a dream
My skirt gets caught Above my head,
and in the end I am nothing but a name.
But the suitcase is empty
Leather is caught in my teeth..
It all comes down to me.......
This was the dream....
We would show them all,
They would all confess,
we would be the best.
But it all comes down to me.
I have been the shoulder to burn,
the martyr to cry,
superficial, sacrificial hope,
I have been the Cold, Hard, Unforgiving woman
I have been open and sacred and bared,
I have been scared
But I am learning to be the one to hold...
I am trying to know myself...
I am reaching inside.....
I just want to hide.
So I'm a child....
It's fun being playful,
I've played the game of love with you.
But now, I want to play with myself.

(I realize the last line's a bit cryptic....and that's how I like it!!!)

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posted January 14, 2004 04:39 PM         

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Snow so sparkling white

dazzling the eye

glittering in delight

Chilling the landscape

Gives Californians a reason to sigh....

while us northerners say no more, oh my!

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If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. ~James Herriot

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posted January 16, 2004 10:51 AM         

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Amen to that!!!!!

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posted June 06, 2004 03:38 AM         

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Let's bring this back....
Story chains are fun!!!!!

I invite the newer knowflakes to join!!!!

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posted July 24, 2004 03:50 PM         

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I'm no good at this myself, but wanted to say that I love this thread. You're all very talented.

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posted July 25, 2004 02:03 AM         

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Thanks teaselbaby.
I love this string too, becasue I love expressing myself poetically.... so much comes out when I start and often I just don't know where it came from. I feel lonely, so maybe I will try to continue.. or start.

The threads unravelling...
the seams seen some travelling
the hems all the way to my knees.
This desire has me humming
so distantly drumming
I am caught in some kind of unease.
is it a disease of my needs
to please, is it me....
am I seeing my seeds of my veering appeasement
am I seeking the sacred in this sad agreement
or is it just my heart lying stark on the pavement.
What is this I wonder
so shocking, it's won her
She always liked things just a little on edge
just a little bit dirty, but clean.
and now the edge has sunken
beyond her edge of reason
and there now lies a precipace between
So close I can taste it
So close it's tasting me
So close that it's the only thing that I can really see......
But I don't really know who began the seams retreat
I don't really know how she can stand on shaking feet
and the ground dissolves some more around her
Erosion or explosion
But does it really matter now that she can say she knows him.
Her skirt a little tattered now, with knowledge of the war..
The little death becomes her, now she's evened up the score.
Maybe she will take a step, for every one of his retreating.
Maybe she will finally learn the reason for the meeting.

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posted July 25, 2004 02:33 AM         

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Holy.........

Pixie, you are one he11 of a poet. Amazing........I especially liked your "Again, I accept" piece in the Yellow Wax forum - absolutly beautiful my friend.
What a talented and blessed soul you are.
And thank you so much for sharing these with us.

Same goes for you other poetic Knowflakes....Juniperb, Aphrodite, lioneye...........I it, absolutly love it.

I'd like to add something too, but I'm a little shy.
Maybe next time I feel a little more poetic.

So please, continue.....

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posted July 25, 2004 03:40 AM         

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who knew from whence the daylight came?
who knew from whence the pouring rain?
the sun shone brightly.
the stars came nightly.
In all of this, elusive bliss.
Was there a name? Was this a game?
My thoughts turned dreamy.
All golden gleamy.
I knew from whence the daylight came...
I knew from whence the pouring rain...

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posted July 25, 2004 05:31 PM         

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Come on "Knowflakes" a little more, Please... This is such a beautiful thread!

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posted July 25, 2004 09:44 PM         

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...this is why I never read the classics.

instead of being a
dancer with words,
I'm spastic with verbs.

I'm stuck in a jar
with a green couch
a roll
a bouce
and the word knowflake.

Just add water, swizzle
and watch me grow into a sponge
absorbing white light, bad grammar,
silly names
and math problems
that would blind Einstein.

And you want poetry?
Not this bird...

I do give my word...
to try as best I can,
To spread all your sunshine
over the land.

(and until some whiz creates a spell check that allows me to type fast, make mistakes and taps me on the shoulder later. I will continue to error and mispell masterbater!)

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posted July 25, 2004 09:46 PM         

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There is no way I can remember what I just typed, so YOU BETTER POST!!!

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posted July 25, 2004 11:59 PM         

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I saw saddness today.

When I wasn`t looking

it came my way.

The sun was shining; the flowers were blooming.

It looked fine, smelled right... yet somehow

it crept in.

That ugly

all human whim of hate.

Crippling,demeaning, consuming and I beg it to abate.

If this is humanity, I desire to part.

I feel the hate and it`s broken my

My flowers still bloom, the sun will keep shining..... will I?

juniperb

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posted July 26, 2004 12:07 AM         

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You better!!!!!!!!!!!!

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posted July 26, 2004 12:16 AM         

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Yes, You will.

Because You are loved.
And no amount of sadness can penetrate that fortress for long. It might peek in, and it might stay for some awful tea. But it will leave when it is time.

*It might come back to visit though..... like one of those annoying relatives who take advantage of your kindness. But even they leave. Just kick them.

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posted July 26, 2004 09:41 AM         

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Wow, it's nice to see this story chain again! Now I feel the need to submit words too.

Be back soon.

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