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About Me Member General Poet Uriah-Hastings19/Male/United States

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A Hole in a Cardboard BoxI've seen the sombodies!

Through a hole in a cardboard box; moniter. It is quiet like moonless seashells in my box.
I can smell depth and my feet are dripping and being sucked through the vaccuum. &nb A Hole in a Cardboard Box
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NakedWe all are naked in the autumn's end- the trees, the grass, the chirpless katydid.
Tinted by the snowfall the colors blend caressing nude, the way parents forbid.
The pallid sky has shed its blue chiffon and beckons her lost love with tears aflow Her sunlight tricked her, such a sly Don Juan, her heart, it bleeds the alabaster snow.
The crispy leaves, play music dance, and sing in hopes that April soon will turn them green the months, they pass in sobs until the spring: the sun's rebirth! It wipes her teared face clean.
How autumn's ill-timed imminence does lend Naked
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.shroud.Shrouded in microwave-softened cobalt I breathe a cloud for you; With Polaroid-clicking eyes blink you into blurs To zoom in on those pearls of light: Inching from the ceiling, they convalesce-- How you lend them gold! I want to weave a tapestry of your colors But you hold them all.
My blank figure is painted in shadows And washed out as you flood me-- Brimful with your blue and gold oils.
I never knew skin to be such a pigment But you fill my lines And write them into words.
I can't sing you; My sustaining chords feel faintly presse .shroud.
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Au sourire parfait de ma déesse éternelle Je m'égare Dans les reflets mystérieux de tes voiles Les échos s'interdisent de raison Nos mémoires voguent sur nos larmes versées Les flots s'enragent le sommeil te demande Tu baises le secret amoureux que nous gardons La bulle ascension à l'espérance La fenêtre reste ouverte
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Je poignarde ta souffrante soie Le poison se purifie dans le givre De tes ailes de papillon naissantes Tu tisses l Images
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~un-enfant-des-fleurs Feb 3, 2008, 3:59:22 PM

Hey.... consider yourself tagged ([link])...

~sandjedi Jan 9, 2008, 10:58:48 PM

Why thank you. That was a very uplifting comment.

--
"We rode on the winds of the rising storm,
we ran to the sounds of the thunder;
we danced among the lightning bolts,
and tore the world asunder."

--Fragment of a poem thought to be attributed to the Dragon Reborn.