Collaborations with, and works based the works of, or works just plain for SwtAsWine (now 'FallingSideways')
When I write of love, she is there,
there, regardless of it's form-
pleasant, bittersweet, unrequited,
don't know why, nor do I care...
how she managed, a mystery...
Sorrow, joy, pain, happiness
uncertainty, insecurity, insanity, fear...
our bond may recede, become invisible,
to the point of seeming no longer there...
yet a gentle breath may bring it back,
ever more certain, ever more clear...
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What shall I offer you for a smile-
67 lines, 8 comments, on Nov 16 3:23 PM. In Inspiration, Derivation -
The passage came from a hollow room
analyzing granules and specks in floor tiles,21 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 10 3:08 PM. In Emptiness -
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What beauty glistened, then did I know19 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 4 5:59 PM 2008
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Time, time,
if wind blew us time -
You've been my heaven’s embroidered cloth
set with gold and gilded gem, -
I drip a drop of muse juice
gently upon her lips -
Idle your poetry has been of late,
are you withering lonely on the vine? -
Sweet and Lyrical does Net love dwell
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I blankly stare at a million poets
blankly staring at their page -
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Engage in heart and mind
with the physical ever teasing... enticing... -
Many layers
to their relationship -
I am lost, no more riddles
from Dave Houston, I am snoozin' -
Down, down, down
into the depths of darkness I go with her -
He cried again today
thinking of the pain of a friend. -
Have you ever tried to get a smile out of the darkness...
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In my search for serenity
I fall into a catatonic state -
“I sense sadness there…”
“It’s never that far away.” -
My success
is based on feelings, clouds -
He: so any last words on 'true love'?
She: lol -
If the sun is out of reach
then let me carry off your smile56 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 3 7:42 PM 2005. In Love, Mushy Stuff -
She is not there
it will be a long and lonely night -
From one side of the building to the next
I trudge my weary day76 lines, 20 comments, on Sep 27 12:14 AM 2005. In Contemporary
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Another work week flying by
but this one I am missing her -
Pent-up emotions
explode in beautiful plumes -
It is a very dry night for our muses, I lament, they are empty, and our writing, dry.
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Plucking a grape from its stem, I quietly watch you stare at it for a moment, as if in contemplation,
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Nice smiley she has.
I’m glad she can laugh with me. -
“Well, you have now transgressed,” she said.
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It’s loneliness
I understand -
Her dreams of helplessness recur again, and beckon me.
Tonight the air is cool on her rising and falling bosom; -
She is humble,
I sigh, and I am blinded to all else. -
She pushed me away
tested me -
It was a time of nightmares and horrible dreams,
loneliness, and screams in the night.
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