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December 22nd, 2001, 01:15 AM
#1
Inactive Member
An enchantment
Encircling me down
And the spirit comes forth...
From my hollow.
And outward it shrieks
Yawn-like
Pulling and scratching
Like the spurs fo a gray-haired cat
And snatching my sight
It hides away...
Lift up creep.
And dawn is musk
Downward
Sloping towards the grave
Enhancing the sky
For forever is here
And the kettle is warm...
Aglow.
Angst and preparation,
My novel...
Wade the currents of my mind.
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January 10th, 2002, 03:55 AM
#2
Inactive Member
Just dont get it Scott,but i like your passion
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"Your a Hi plains woman Janet"
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January 10th, 2002, 07:10 AM
#3
HB Forum Owner
hmmm....
good point.
maybe the passion is what is to be 'gotten'?!?!?!
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January 10th, 2002, 01:52 PM
#4
Senior Hostboard Member
The imagery here, seemed to give me the idea of a sunset, from a cabin somewhere. That's what I saw. Looking out over hard cold ground, waiting for the kettle to warm, which it was...
I dont know if that's what was intended, perhaps Scott can enlighten us as to what this is about?
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January 14th, 2002, 04:53 PM
#5
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wow nothin to say but that i liked it
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