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A mornings word 091307
Contributed by
wordsy
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Thursday, 13th September 2007 @ 10:06:17 PM in AEST
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MiscPoems
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Colors fade,
to a lighter shade,
within the pale moonlight.
Thoughts now lost in reason,
are jaded in our sight.
A cause for conversation,
debating minds concur,
We’re bound up in this mortal mix,
of the stew we slowly stir.
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wordsy
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2007-09-13 22:06:17]
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Re: A mornings word 091307
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 13th September 2007 @ 10:13:11 PM AEST
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Wonderful words to contemplate. Brevity in a piece that is so full of thoughts...Thanks for sharing.
Peace,
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Re: A mornings word 091307
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by Dom on
Thursday, 20th September 2007 @ 10:02:45 PM AEST
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This makes me think of those wonderful late night discussions where anything seems to be possible, but of course as morning comes they tend to just melt away as we settle back into the solidarity of routine.
I like the idea that we are the ones stirring our own stew, as you put it; we are responsible and it is up to us whether strive to fly or neglect and fall.
Lovely in its brevity.
Dom |
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