 - Last login: 5 weeks agoStonepoem
- playing bongos is a 80 year old from Congo.
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- Member since Apr 20, 2004
Still ocasionally thumbing, but not posting. There are 365 poems here posted from the time before. Hope you like them.
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Apr 22, 2004 4:02pm
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S o u l s c a p e
We are all,
but grains of sand falling,
through a child's hand.
Draining through,
a sieve of fingers,
hauled by forces,
not within us.
Humbled,
at our hurtle down,
and trembling,
as we strike the ground.
We are reclaimed,
as land for sea,
and tide to take,
our destiny.
How did this make you feel?
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Apr 22, 2004 4:37am
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W h e n P a r t i c l e s C o l l i d e
We share an electron charge, you and I.
Word and thought polarity,
crystalline tuned.
Pulsed from a lost lighthouse,
out there, in here and everywhere.
Circling transmissions, found.
How did this make you feel?
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Apr 21, 2004 2:16pm
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a / s / l ?
Hey you.
I give good word.
Be my laptop dancer -
make me tilt.
I'm intermittently indeterminate,
anonymously public.
I touch -
type.
What are you wearing?
I'm wearing thin.
How did this make you feel?
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Apr 21, 2004 1:18pm
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O l d W o o d
This is a door that you are passing through,
every word you read is a degree of openess,
textured and ancient veined,
close it when you leave.
How did this make you feel?
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Apr 20, 2004 1:35pm
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M i l l i o n M i l e E y e s
I swim in your eyes,
towards magnetic north,
but still I am lost.
Time stretched like kitestring,
clock not wise,
pulling me downward.
We are one,
but one is two,
and two means more than one.
Caressed by saline blue,
I travel without myself,
seeking ripples within.
How did this make you feel?
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