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Against Forgetting

Contributed by sasha on Wednesday, 13th February 2013 @ 06:06:37 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Precious words that once danced my dawn
When music got written with the trumpet still on the mantle
Yes, sometimes you must just let the heart move the pen

The mind cant reveal what only the heart knows
The heart keeps its own secrets, the song goes
Is that why we write, I was once asked

I had walked barefoot over a soul,
It was all for love,
The only one ever, perhaps

We are fragments that don’t fit, he wrote
Yet I brought it up, and he smiled his surrender
I bring it up, for only I can, and sanctify it

Wake up life, wake up
your plumage can remain un-bloodied till I am threatened
I am now threatened, my memories stalk me

This icy winter would be my last
Your November news is mine revisited
Yes I thumped up Ghost dancer on C…




Copyright © sasha ... [ 2013-02-13 06:06:37]
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Re: Against Forgetting (User Rating: 1 )
by femyed on Friday, 15th February 2013 @ 07:04:48 AM AEST
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simply awesome


Re: Against Forgetting (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 16th February 2013 @ 03:10:12 AM AEST
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simply beautiful,the thought and feeling in this awwwwwww...... this flowed nicely done

Hugs
Michelle


Re: Against Forgetting (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 17th February 2013 @ 10:34:56 PM AEST
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Definitely abstract poetry but very very enjoyable. Love the imagery implanted in my head. Thank you,

Tim




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