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    dots Submission Name: through the thoughtful grassdots
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    Author: blackbird
    ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
    Elite Ratio:    2.35 - 194/328/300
    Words: 211
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Average Vote:    4.0000
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    dotsthrough the thoughtful grassdots
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    perish the soil
    not lightly
    towards dawns
    remaining splendor.
    lest the heart might beat,
    absent of its own reflection.

    reflecting ember,
    the flame that has life
    knows that heat
    is its own reward
    for burning.

    to put out bones
    for the morning ritual
    of breathing
    one must remind
    the river
    to mind the swiftness
    of its wayward flow.
    we could all learn
    from the mistakes
    of ocean destinations.

    emotion might be the key
    to letting loose
    what we've locked away
    like music
    beneath swollen buckled
    floors that inhabit memory
    as much as we
    inhabit air.

    but these passages
    move into paradises
    that only we can open
    from the inside...
    but only if we have enough dreams
    to recognize
    the safeness of flowers
    & the motions
    they make in sliding
    back & forth
    between our fingers.

    could we all be so stable,
    buried beneath years
    of falling stars
    & fables?
    in my life
    i've seen everything unravel
    into colours
    so unlikely.

    but i've made
    my own grave
    beneath the garden
    of my troubled love.
    & everything that blooms
    & barely blooms
    in winter blossoms
    through the thoughtful grass,
    is simply me
    becoming
    something to adore.

    i'm growing towards some sun
    that knows your name...




    Submitted on 2008-08-17 00:22:30     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      we could all learn
    from the mistakes
    of ocean destinations.


    wow. i'm not sure if what this says is something quite deep or if it makes no sense to me at all.
    hmmm... (?)
    so i read this and then went to take a peek at some of your other work and have to say;
    there is something about the way you lay things down that is very intriguing. something like a gentle madness, a vivid curiosity, a stream of blues and purples...
    what it is, is your own and that, mr. bird, is a breath of fresh air.

    now then;
    but only if we have enough dreams
    to recognize
    the safeness of flowers


    i might change to-
    but only if we have dreams enough
    to recognize
    the safety of flowers

    just a thought.

    is "paradises" a word? not sure.

    i do love the way you seem to kind of start at the end and take the reader on a winding journey all the way to finding you out as a flower in the beginning.
    lovely.
    | Posted on 2008-08-17 00:00:00 | by milovelocity | [ Reply to This ]


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