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msprettygirl I wrote that specially for you
 coz it's about you, coz you're a special lady. So there!  "We look forward to working with the Prime Minister and the Government on working out the terms of the compensataion package if that's what his words mean." Michael Mansell, National Aboriginal Alliance |
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Phoenix Rising |
No, it was not confusing... I meant it... your poem is good.... I felt it... I wasn't sure what your meaning specifically was when writing it.... I have a penchant for layered meaning and sincere passionate expression... and your poem has these elements.... good work beloved... Salaam.... Peace, Khalliqa "The Goddess emerges as the evanescence of the inferior dissipates.... " |
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The Secret Box |
firefly- that was very nice of you to do I appreciate that very much I'll have to print that out and keep it
Khalliqa-thank you very much I like layered meaning in poems definetely!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As a matter of fact most of what i write has layered meaning in it now that I think about it...  I wrote it during a time when I was trying to do a lot of self reflection.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Poor people desire money, rich people desire heaven, but the wise person desires tranquility. *Connecting home and school: http://www.modernparentsmagazine.com/ |
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Phoenix Rising |
Self reflection coupled with concentration and deep emotion are nice ingredients to create a very successfully communicative poem...
I "felt" your poem on some level Ms. Pretty.... so... your message was received... a connection made... that's a good thing... I pray to see more of your work, beloved.... Peace, Khalliqa "The Goddess emerges as the evanescence of the inferior dissipates.... " |
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The Secret Box |
Thanks Khalliqa I really appreciate the wonderful compliment
For someone to understand what I was feeling and really get it is all I can hope for so thank you! I hope to see your work some more too (if i can catch it before you delete it ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Poor people desire money, rich people desire heaven, but the wise person desires tranquility. *Connecting home and school: http://www.modernparentsmagazine.com/ |
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Phoenix Rising |
Yes, beloved... I know the feeling... when someone "gets" you at your deepest and most vulnerable... it is indeed refreshing "God loved that he be known" ... humans have that characteristic too.... your poetry... our poetry is a way to confirm the existence of the experiences we go through and serves to validate the reality of our sensory understanding and reflections upon our interactions with society and the world in general...
I am somewhat conflicted... some of what many say are my best pieces are also my most revealing and vulnerable.... I don't know we'll see.... Salaam.... Peace, Khalliqa "The Goddess emerges as the evanescence of the inferior dissipates.... " |
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D1 |
I HAVE A POEM FOR AA.ORG
HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT I CANT IMAGINE BEING WITHOUT YOU, I CANT IMAGINE NOT HAVING YOUR TOUCH, I CANT IMAGINE NOT KISSING YOU, BECAUSE I KNOW I WILL MISS YOU TOO MUCH. I CANT IMAGINE NOT HAVING YOU I CANT IMAGINE NOT HEARING YOUR VOICE I CANT IMAGINE NOT SEEING YOU BECAUSE BEING WITH YOU HAS BEEN MY CHOICE. I CANT IMAGINE NOT MAKING LOVE TO YOU I CANT IMAGINE NOT KISSING YOU I CANT IMAGINE NOT BEING WITH YOU BECAUSE I LOVE THE THINGS THAT YOU DO. I CANT IMAGINE NOT BEING IN LOVE WITH YOU. I CANT IMAGINE ORIGINAL POEM BY DONNA12 |
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I wrote this Poem a LONG, LONG, LONG, time ago...I've been updating a poetry book I've created and and wanted to post it here.
Forum, For You:  Growing Up When I was young, I was a...... Gabby but genuine, giddy but goofy, gullible but Illuminated, immune innocent, Real life was a royal pain in my rolling theatre reel. Lovely lies left little lucid laugh lines lying in Lip gloss. Then as I matured, I became a... Willful but wise, wacky, wonderful, fine wine weeping into your wayward well; Ornery but honorable one I was, obstinate but not obsolete to the homage you'd given to my hourglass figurine; figuring Manners mattered much more, making small matters and small boy's mutters mute. Meet me meddling mildly, more mindful of my moody mixture, man, and Allow a growing, amorous affection absolutely all the aching allowed; but this time Notice the background noise and feel the nostalgia as we never nullify our need to nibble nirvana; as you write naughty names in Lipstick around my navel. Republished Copyright ©2006, SavvyB! Original Copyright ©2003, Shaya for Wise Works! All Rights Reserved "Don't talk about it: BE ABOUT IT!" "To BE One, ASK ONE!" -OES |
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