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reminder to self
Posted Oct 12, 2004
(@)(@)channel 4 pink floyd 5pm gmt
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passage to ........
Posted Oct 10, 2004
River of life wash away my sins, take me with you as I have seen
That you meander through chasms and valleys of truth with
Heart shaped paddles to propel me down banks giving thanks
Rose petitioned rivers of strewn, with the ruin hewn from hearts
Of desire that new passion of life once more are lit by those who
Now mourn The passing of life, of a personal friend or some one once dear,
Who’s earthly life’s here has come to its end now on the final journey on
The river of tears they now mordantly send with Ashen grey Faces
And no one is smiling all that are coming sad thoughts are compiling
Once so revered and some more afeared now returning to waters ablaze
with the flames of someone’s funeral pyre afloat I sit here paddling
My sorrow filled boat
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Winter blanket
Posted Oct 8, 2004
Tracks marked clearly seen under bright night moons
The days sun muted by the silence of all those sleeping
Sounds heard are clean clear and crisp yet soft to the touch
Travelling from flake to flake white noise silent in it coming
Yet heard distinctly on arrival, the frost in the morning
Hidden under the interlocking flakes the very ground ridged
With the shock of its coming fusing the land to the streams
Trees and plants life’s blood frozen in time till Spring thaws
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Autumns russet tones
Posted Oct 5, 2004
Trees Slowly bleeding
as if in retribution ,
For the now migrated Birds
Patronage to summers seeds,
Has ended.
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first draft sunset so low
Posted Oct 2, 2004
Trying so hard not to show, the Versifier as we smile sweetly
While within Tears tearing at the sadness felt amongst the gladness.
,sets the stage for all
No more time for thinking Simperings from the tinkering ,
Have opened up the dams
For in amusing with the museing ,the reasons
For our bruising, lie buried deep within our soul.
The words so roughly spoken only
As a token of respect ,is how he makes it seem.
For was not they where scheming while on cloudbursts I was dreaming,
They where here to help.
Some one said he’s lieing when he talked of flying that one last time.
But to you who stopped to listen , instead of always quizin you would
See that all was missing was my point of view.
For that green field of clover, reminds me it was all over ,again I’m on my own.
That hot lazy type sun set ,we he and I first met ,was laid out in those words.
Yet all are joy and grinning ,my head is screaming ,sinning ,my hearts awash with greif
Again i stand there all alone sobbing ,
head a gently bobbing in the puddles of misfortune
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