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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 3, 2007 5:10:36 GMT -5
;)My pleasure glad everyone enjoyed this one...I think my muse must have came back from Hawaii or something..to have this kind of inspiration for me to work with!  Take Care and gotta go ya never know when to muse will awake from short commerical break nap!  ;D SG |
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 3, 2007 14:26:53 GMT -5
My newest song/poem:
THE GROOVE
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Turn to the sea and feel the breeze and listen to the lovely melodies.
My hair was swaying as I was laying..upon the white sands of dreaming.
Flashes of blue fell into a groove of a love so true..that I started to move.
Harmonies that glowed in my soul as long as the river flows.
The souls eclipse and transfixed upon my fingertips...a love so pure..I'll always be yours.
A love devine...because your all mine...to love and to hold the loveliest of souls.
Come let's go to a place not sold to stars above.
Free is love...as the sweetest dove.
The sun is hot and leave let's not.
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Peace Sunflower Gypsy(Shawna)
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Post by starcrossed on May 4, 2007 1:40:24 GMT -5
Great work!!! Your Muse has been doing overtime!!!
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Post by starcrossed on May 4, 2007 1:50:11 GMT -5
I 'think' a lot...and this just popped into my head.  Freak ShowDon't want to part of your walking freak show. Try to place a label on me. So tell me what you see? I am not what you want to think... I am a part of reality. I am just living life, And breaking free. You have got nothing on me. I am not going to be part of your game, Or whatever it is that you want from me. That is not what I care to ever be. I live life in reality. Not part of society... Fake...so you can remake me? Not me. I will not be what you seek. I am just a part of reality. Not a label to be made. Not anything odd or strange. Not crying an ocean of tears. Not wasted in a past of lost years. I am not a walking freak show. I am just being me. My reality... This is just me. Label me. This is just me. Bleeding soul... This is just me. Part of the real reality. This is just me! |
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 4, 2007 2:48:50 GMT -5
WOW! Powerful stuff there! Thanks for sharing it with us. You muse took on some serious juju for that one. Your talent puts aweness to ya. Thanks for being a inspiration to me in all these weeks since I've been here. Also thanks to ALL out there who have commented or just read my work in general. ttyl eveyone
Sunflower Gypsy
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Post by starcrossed on May 4, 2007 11:30:19 GMT -5
Thank you Shawna.
That poem really just stemed from the fact that I see so many kids on the streets everyday, dressing to be unique. I hear some of the rude comments made by other's who see them regarding thier clothing and hair. They don't know these kids. I don't think that it is fair to judge them based on on what is on the outside. These kids could be so brilliant and talented...they can't be judged on what they dress like. That is not fair. They are just kids expressing themselves.
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 4, 2007 12:24:04 GMT -5
I hear ya on that one...I do ya one better...i think physical appearance to...height..weight or background. I for one see the coolness in everyone. At least I always try too..which is 99.1% of the time. ttylo Shawna |
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 4, 2007 22:45:29 GMT -5
ODE TO THE HAMMER CRUISE Cast about the boat sailed out to take upon the clouds. Crowds so loud...they needed to scream and shout.. Marty abound with leaps and now they all felt the sound of his heart without a doubt...the love was a sound that found out it needed to pound the floor around with the beats the guitar rang out. The sea of souls could lose control...and rock back and forth..pumping fists and do what fits...the core of them lifted to the high heavens. There was no doubt with every scream and shout the love they shared for a band so rare...that NOTHING can compare. That their souls were aware that love was still there for all to share. _____________________________ This would be my impression of what kind of time you all will have at the cruise. And the guys as well. Peace Sunflower Gypsy   |
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:43:51 GMT -5
At the request of the lovely southern belle that is Keysunset, I'm sticking these here. Hope none of you mind.
Pain
Its like being drunk
touching the tips
of frozen, bloodless fingers
on one another
hoping to feel
something other than numb
numb all over
like being a zombie.
Laughing
because there's nothing
else to do, other than weep.
Confusion
listless
so tired.
You can't sleep
just keep going
pushing yourself
farther and farther
just wanting to feel
something again,
anything.
Untitled
I’m frightened of you
I bet you’ve never had
That happen before.
I see people, long gone,
Tucked into dog eared
Corners of memory
In your eyes
In your hands
They remind me of
Someone I once loved.
I don’t want you
To become him.
I loved him too much
And it would hurt too much
To lose him another time
Even if it is him
In another skin.
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Post by starcrossed on May 5, 2007 11:25:33 GMT -5
Thank you Shawna!!! Great post!!!!
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Post by starcrossed on May 5, 2007 11:28:05 GMT -5
Hello Fly!!! Wow those are great...dark, but filled with intense emotion. Very creative work! Thank you for sharing them!!! Post anytime you want. It is fun to have new voices on the thread!
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 5, 2007 11:28:21 GMT -5
8-)My pleasure..I thought a poem dedicated to DA Cruise would be fun!
Sunflower Gypsy
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 5, 2007 13:59:50 GMT -5
Hello Fly!!! Wow those are great...dark, but filled with intense emotion. Very creative work! Thank you for sharing them!!! Post anytime you want. It is fun to have new voices on the thread! Thank you. |
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 6, 2007 0:21:55 GMT -5
SWEET FREEDOM OF LOVE
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Feet so bare and all that was there was the love we shared.
The music pulsed through my ears as you drew near without any fear.
Your eyes the deepest blue...I could only see you.
Soulful glances and we'll still be romancing...and I'll be dancing to sounds of the night as it takes flight.
A love so grand...I could still feel your hand.
Essence of your spirit will always linger here with a love so dear...that fear will no longer be near.
May you see all you need from me without any tears.
A love so clean you'll always love with a certain freedom.
Come bring your feeling of great contentment and without any hint of wanting to leave.
Thank you my love for the freedom of my spirit that flows through yours ears as I sing of dreams of you and me together forever.
_________________
Peace SG
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Post by starcrossed on May 6, 2007 11:48:27 GMT -5
Great new one Shawna!!!
I will post one later tonight...
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 6, 2007 11:54:39 GMT -5
:)Glad ya liked it..my muses must be excited to work for me...giving where you all are going in 12-13 days!! They will be even more busy when your get back from this thrill a minute LH/MC event. Looking forward to that.  ttylo Shawna aka Sunflower Gypsy |
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Post by starcrossed on May 6, 2007 13:59:21 GMT -5
Beyond A Dream
This is beyond a dream.
So many things that I have not seen.
So many things that I want to explore.
I have a limited time,
But my soul craves to learn more.
In the world...
Without a care,
Running in the wind and loving every minute!
Forgotten fears...
A world so vast.
Looking with my heart,
No worries about my past.
Hear the wisdom in the rain.
Feel the joy pour from my heart...
Flooding my world at last.
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Post by starcrossed on May 6, 2007 14:06:20 GMT -5
Strengthen My Convictions
I have no reason to change my words.
To comfort those who still linger in fears.
I have no reason to become a social drone,
Living life as a clone.
What would I be without my pain...
The lessons in life that once caused my silent rage.
For all that I suffered,
Has passed.
My lesson in life,
Is that I am never going to look back.
Moving forward.
I understand the pain.
Can relate to others,
That they should never feel shame.
Life is not always the picture of light.
It can be a canvas of darkness,
Painted in a room with no light.
Yet, it's beauty can be vivid and bright.
Clarity is the true picture of life...
Happy times or sad...
Reasons to bleed on paper is nothing bad.
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Post by Sunflower Gypsy on May 6, 2007 14:25:53 GMT -5
WOW! both those were large gems of great writing. BOD has calming flow and SOC painted a clear minds picture with every word.
Peace
Shawna or SG
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Post by starcrossed on May 6, 2007 14:50:16 GMT -5
Written In The Light
Swim the vast and never ending waters of a large lake.
Travel with courage and strength.
Your limbs will never grow weak or tired.
You have the strength inside to reach your chosen shore.
Take your time.
Follow your inner voice.
Decide what it is that feels right.
True that many shore's are safe to take refuge upon,
But the difference is what makes you happy in life.
Follow your heart...
Have no fear.
Choose that which is right in your life.
Do not have any cares.
Use your thoughts and imagination.
Open your mind to a brighter tomorrow.
Find that which you are looking for.
Have not a single regret.
Hold back nothing.
Your truth will be seen.
Swim to the shore,
That is right for you.
You have nothing to lose.
It is written in the light.
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