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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 7:19 pm
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(NOTE: Rhyming poem!!!)
Green Eyed Girl
By: MoonWiccan
I am the girl with the green green eyes, I whisper to the trees and the butterflies. I swim in the streams of painted dreams, and wink at the moon, shining bright in the night. I can soar through the air, without a care, only to land in meadows of long green grass.
I am the girl with the green green eyes, I run naked in the night, now cover YOUR eyes, and swim in the morning's fog in the bogs with me. I paint the stars and fill them with lights, to guide me through the moon-lit nights!
I let the rain caress my pale skin, and I am rejoicing, and loudly voicing, the happiness I am receiving! The rain falls softly, and My green green eyes, flash in the night, as I play in the Meadows of My Delight.
The End!
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 6:49 am
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Creator & Owner: WildWildWindWhisperer
Life`s Perfections ******************
It's so difficult to find the unimpaired breeze, One flowing not too rough nor mild but with ease Conveying a fragrance of celestial and earthly scents, And swaying misty clouds about the firmament
It's so difficult to discover the flawless sky, One ever so deep of blue, gently bright to the eye, Exhibiting a message of susceptibility With wild birds sailing with liberty
It's so demanding to ascertain a faultless night, A night of warm, and hushed under the moonlight An eve bearing an ambiance of solitude, A time of coming to close to a spiritual mood..
Additionally, no perfection's so demanding to locate Nor is it more treasured in our mortal state, Then to simply comprehend A truly dear and loyal friend.
..........WildWildWindWhisperer (@ Copyright July 2006)
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 7:00 am
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[LadyRaven] I can't believe i'm doing this... I'm generally against public sharing of my poems. I have a phobia about it... >_> Earth MotherUpon a leaf Upon a flower In cool moonlight Or soft rain shower Somewhere lost Within the breeze Whispering Among the trees Warm sun caresses Morning dew Glistens The voice of the Goddess My heart listens
Absolutely breath taking! Well worthy of praise. Thank you, for sharing your gift. .............WildWildWindWhisperer wink
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 7:03 am
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[LadyRaven] New MoonSilence in the darkness Not a sound, not a movement The clouded sky above Dotted only by the stars Silence that is unbroken Not even footsteps on the pavement No rustling in the undergrowth Not even the sound of passing cars Silence that is living The only proof of life around me Everything is still Even the beating of my heart Silence that is profound Teaching me to really see Showing me the newness The truth of whole and part Silence that is golden And silver, black, deep blue The mystery of beginning when the moon is new
Seriously, you have a delightful gift that illuminates with beautiful visual display written in the word that you conceive from the depths of your soul and imagination. ..........WildWildWindWhisperer wink
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 7:07 am
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Grey skies tainted red Mirror At the end of the hall, The mirror stands ever knowing, And over flowing, With the knowledge it holds inside. I light a candle to show me the way, And I walk down the path, As the light flickers and sways. I look in the mirror, And the images appear, They seem to be showing me all of my fears. They play out a scene, One I remeber all to well, And my emotions begin to swell. Tears spring to my eyes, And I begin to cry, I curl into a ball and I hope to wither and die. At the end of the hall, The mirror stands ever knowing, And over flowing, With the knowledge it holds inside. I did this along time ago ^_^;;
You embrace a enchanting gift that renders into lovely visual displays that are inscribed in the words that arrive as a story of fine prose.
.......WildWildWindWhisperer ;-0
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 9:57 am
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 11:17 am
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 11:10 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 7:00 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 6:02 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:48 pm
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