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Aug 22 05, 11:17
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A wonderful tribute to Larry Carr.
Don
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Aug 22 05, 18:32
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Thank you both Daniel and Don!
I think the Zman would approve? :D
HUGS
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Finding Her Own Way
She's just a cherub child about to bloom, the way a sweetly scented rose will grow when pedals poised begin to part and loom among the trees, her seeds will surely sow.
The morning dew has settled; sleek like silk- (she's just a cherub child about to bloom) the sun has slumbered long today, to bilk her promise of a graceful place to room.
As raging rains and thunder met the gloom, the sun had hid behind the clouds all day. "She's just a cherub child about to bloom!" Said the angelic arcing rainbow's ray-
Allow her budding beauty light and breath to nurture her and wistfully assume her own true path, we all lead tward our death... She's just a cherub child about to bloom.
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Oct 12 05, 10:59
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Very nice Linda,
A typo in next to last line.
Very nice.
Don
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Jul 24 06, 14:07
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Just playing around! LOL
Wanderlust ~ Quatern
When Wanderlust knocks on my door enhancing dreams forevermore, I'm eager to invite her in with hopes of drifting off again
to worlds of mystic ancient lore. When Wanderlust knocks on my door excitement sends me sailing high above the clouds in minted skies
on wings of sugar ... silken spun, then melted by a beach ball sun. When wanderlust knocks on my door I'm carried off to whitened shores
to dine with seagulls from the sea or tag with eagles flying free. Yes, I can do all this and more when wanderlust knocks on my door.
Cathy Bollhoefer copyright July 2006
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Jun 28 12, 18:07
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This is an response I did for Flash #61. Can you tell which movie character was on my mind? It was a tranquil sunny morning and we were strolling down a long stretch of beach. We stopped here and there to pick up shells and investigate the natural sea pools. It was special to be together. All of a sudden, I heard a groan…Lighthouse Way
Our stroll out past old Lighthouse Way brought fresh prospectors to the bay, where hand-picked shells from coastal pools were cleansed by summer’s azure jewels.
But then the tides lead us astray -- our stroll out past old Lighthouse Way became a blur of scarlet red with every step that we had tread.
The safety of Nantucket Sound was wrought by Satan’s underground. Our stroll out past old Lighthouse Way became the news, and us - the prey.
Officials still dispute the tale and claim it was that killer whale; a fact or myth, we shan’t betray our stroll -- out past old Lighthouse Way.
Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Feb 23 13, 12:27
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Ask Who and Trust
Who was and is and is to come whom angels sing about and to… and evidently always will; who’s he who sits upon that throne?
Who’s worthy of our endless praise who was and is and is to come; the one we doubted year by year time and again along the way?
Where was this one when sin unfurled and when the world in chaos turned, who was and is and is to come; why should we join this angel song?
The things that we can’t see ‘til when our days morph to eternity we’ll only grasp with eyes of faith Who was and is and is to come.
© MLee Dickens'son
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come. - Revelation 4:8
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