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Seven Bridges The more I've seen,
the more I think,
the more I write
of what we are capable of,
the more convinced I become
that love, life, and beauty
are exceptional creations,
but somehow not ours,
simply things we can only perceive
as Plato's shadows,
and that our existence
consists of the droppings
of some disinterested deity.
And then,
as I sit with you
in the stillness
of the morning,
sipping coffee and watching the ducks
an unspoken communion of mutual faith
beyond either of our understanding
settles within my soul
and I am comfortably confused again.
You're really something else
You're really something else beavis! This is incredibly beautiful! Love this! MS
Dont look for me, I'll find you ~Moonshadow
;-)
Thanks!
Love it
Love it Mr. Beavis.
;-)
Thank you!!!
Love it, and
Love it, and yes...
information comes in,
information goes out,
bits and pieces of thoughts
caressing queries and doubts,
minding my business,
and wasting my time,
life is my muse abour how where and whys,
halfway to the bottom,
but close to the top,
if i figure this out,
may as well close up shop!!
~peace~loved it~
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
;-)
Thank and it love your response!
:) I love being comfortably
:) I love being comfortably confused..it just makes life ;)
Much Love
Ashley
:-D
Indeed it does Dear:-)
Wow! Just wow! And this just
Wow! Just wow!
And this just blew me away!
*"and I am comfortably confused again"*
one of favourites so far! Bravo! Hugss!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Exquisite Writing
diety's droppings - wonderful POV! Engaging beginning, wowed in between and the ending is priceless - really liked the ending - ~Lady A~