Red velvet passion flares from the
Orange of vibrant flames, sustained by your
Yellow radiance. Energizing life in the
Green of fertile fields, which kiss the sky’s
Blue in thank you for your light, and illuminate a moon on an
Indigo night, to paint the ocean
Violet; colouring my world with your love.
By alby
16.9.2008
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well I was drawn in by the stunning colors
true to each one
beautiful done and a joy to read
God bless you my friend...
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Thank you so much for digging deep on my list and commenting. Your time is much appreciated...alby
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Just for the record, I like this; very colorful and creative. Love the message too. This is wonderfully different from you - funny enough, I sense so much muse and excitement in this. Maybe it's just me, but this had a pleasant feel - so hopeful. Good job with it.
AsIThink...
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Well thank you for commenting on this forgotten write. I thought it may always remain the one poem on my list without a comment! lol. You've fixed that. And a nice comment it is...alby
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hahaha...nah - I'm probably one of your biggest fans. I have scrolled your pages on many a day (sometimes many times on the same day) looking for something that would compel me to say: now this is incredible (again). You have yet to let me down.
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We could just chat here and fill up the comments section. lol. Make it look like I have many admirers!
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aaaah! You mean, 'bait' the curious (once they see how many comments you have on this, huh?)...lol. Not a bad idea. lol
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No, I didn't mean that; just to make it look like I have many comments. I commented on a poem the other day and I was number 300 on the list! I can't imagine having that many comments, although some were his responses too.
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hahaha. I know you don't mean it; I'm just poking fun. Yeah, the thing I don't like about the comment-count is that it includes one's own comments as well. But I understand what you mean: 300 is unreal...
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I wonder how narrow this box can get before it implodes? lol
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We can try for a record? hahaha. See if it can get as small as the "Submit Reply" area. lol
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Hahahaha! Yeah, lets give it a go. I've got nothing else to do. lol
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lol...So why not squish up these innocent words until they cry"give us a break! We haven't done anything wrong...arrrrgh!!" LOL.
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lol...Soooo funny.
The words are crying, they're afraid of being dismembered with half their bodies on one line and half on the next (and without a hyphen to link them and make it ok!) (We need to type some long words to see what will happen.) -
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lol...hey, this could turn into some sort of a fantastical skit of AP fame. It would be like "Cheers" - excepting that everyone already knows your name. The atmosphere is warm in here and the rainbow coloring in the lettering schemes are wonderfully tamed. Was that your ultimate aim? hahaha.
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lol. Nothing too profound. Ummmm?...was just doodling while dawdling in the forests of my mind! lol.
Dawdle: v. to move slowly or lackadaisically. (now that's a good word I'll probably never use! lol) -
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Which word? "lackadaisically"? Well, that means that you just used it. Sorta like what Straw said to those Officers hiding behind their patrol car. "Move it or lose it!"... So, you've gotta use it, or lose it (i.e., that incredible, voluminous vocabulary of yours...
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"Voluminous"...another good word. Your vocab's not bad yourself. Thank you for the compliment. It's getting smmaaalllleerrr!
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Well, methinks we march gingerly with a bit of trepidation lest we stumble on our bellys. With this narrowing landscape, we may barely escape unless we diminish our content by being succinct the next go-round. I think...lol
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lol. lol Oh sooo funny AsIThink. You have me in fits of laughter, I don't know what to write back. But methinks a belly dive to the ground is immanent as we stumble over silly long ostentatious words...lol Henceforth being succinct shall divert such on ominous disaster I am certain.
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errr... to wit: I recoiled a bit; I lightened my load and split. Oh, hit me in the head! When to my belly I dived - it was not my bed... I hit the shed and crawled to my bed. Flustered and un-succinct, from
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I see the box and how it shrinks to align below you, AsIThink. Your words succinct, stacked to the brink, where little width still finds a wink of space to grace this smiling face. Your words of wit sit and fit, you make me laugh from a box made half the size as I hear the cries of letters squeezed, among them begging on their knees, the O's and R's of sighing sounds... reverberate within these grounds.
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Shivering rebounds is the buzz all
around. I spied their rhyming that betrayed their frowns. What I found of O's and R's was a marred look...can we retard this book? A chapter from the great epic on AP...THIS IS a collaboration of daisies. It always amazes me, how much more 2 can see. The eyes oof one might be fun but the eyes of 2 equal 4 more laughs...I gasp and keep on writing.... -
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So be it! And may the force be with you! lol
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Now THAT, was succinct. lol
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Lol. Goodnight!
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Right. lol
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