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    dots Submission Name: like a flower into the blooddots
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    Author: blackbird
    ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
    Elite Ratio:    2.35 - 194/328/300
    Words: 116
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    there is no storm that passes
    that can touch my phantom tongue.
    & i am immune to the silence
    that escapes me.

    i see bright soil beneath me
    & the whole of the earth
    opening up into me
    its volcano of approval.

    have you seen me lately in the starshine,
    how i hold fast like the moon itself?
    i have my cycles
    but my feet are the root of the oak.

    the invisible enemy
    is our unwillingness to love.
    & i am the peacegiver,
    the opener of beauty inside us all.

    i will not bow down
    to the power of empty pursuit.
    i will open always
    like a flower into the blood.




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      This is is poetically deep...I like it...I like how you you such strong words...Its a very good write :)
    | Posted on 2008-02-24 00:00:00 | by Bloodlust86 | [ Reply to This ]


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