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Solemnly Still Messages by ~A-R-Glasgow:iconA-R-Glasgow:



I like the sound of her voice
Long after her desertion
Quite audible still in my mind

There is this striking practice
Of passing solemnly still messages
Taken in some simple occurrence

Droplets of risible rain start,
Like tears they are wet on my face
I need the pattering speech

I feel the hidden meanings
Without yet knowing them
Above the sound of sweet song

I will find myself expanded
Beyond the grey edge of the world
You can see my face through the rain


I am washed out of limitations plight
And no earthly cause or battle
Will keep me from losing this fight

Enjoying the full tonnage of its gold
The sun advances with light, bold steps where
The mind that follows it is certain to reach fire


And there lay an area of possible discussion
It might be the very difference
Between your eyes and mine
©2007-2009 ~A-R-Glasgow
:icona-r-glasgow:

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Whitney

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:icona-love-lost:
I love this one. Very well written. I can see the images in my mind as I read it. :)

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A-Love-Lost
:icona-r-glasgow:
Thankyou. I missed your input.

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Thus does the necessary angel of the poetic, arrive to save the angel of history, from dying of melancholy in a suffocating world of ruins.
:icona-r-glasgow:
Thankyou, it means a lot to me.

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Thus does the necessary angel of the poetic, arrive to save the angel of history, from dying of melancholy in a suffocating world of ruins.
:icona-love-lost:
Your welcome. :)

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A-Love-Lost
:iconroxyangel22:
This is amazing Ade! :) I really like it esp. this part:
I will find myself expanded
Beyond the grey edge of the world
You can see my face through the rain

It screams out at me, but is so inspirational and uplifting! Great work! (again!)

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In this Chaos and burning I find a way to release, these are my words, these words set me free, This is my breath of life, this is me, in my free colored and spirited world of poetry.

Jeannie
:icona-r-glasgow:
Thankyou sweety.

Happy New Year. :D

Hope you had a super Christmas.

xx

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Thus does the necessary angel of the poetic, arrive to save the angel of history, from dying of melancholy in a suffocating world of ruins.
:iconroxyangel22:
You're welcome! :)
I hope you did as well

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In this Chaos and burning I find a way to release, these are my words, these words set me free, This is my breath of life, this is me, in my free colored and spirited world of poetry.

Jeannie

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