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For we all know what hides in the table under the hat and that nothing can be done as a secret anymore.
by Darr Kingston
9 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 10 6:27 AM 2008. In Life, Love, Other, Nature, Pain, Personal, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts, Humanity
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We’ve seen the red where our buddies died and white where they now lay. We see the blue each time we are reminded how they sacrificed thems
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I can feel it looking back at me saying these stars I hold; I hold for you.
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The silence within the night is again so pure that I hear the breaking of even the thoughts that captured me into this silent phase of life
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For thou hast taught me to reign above my treasures that weighted me down and slowed my ship and kept me from the White Spirit.
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and so I shall keep living until I get there as the swim has become invigorating.
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For it is the bitter grace that has shown me favour and rests my aching muscles and soothes my worn soul. For without it I am sure I would
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No floating; no sinking, I cry out to the angels of which I am entertaining and to the angels who have no care. I scream to the White Spiri
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For what more is more than being ourselves
than to be ourselves with one of whom we can be ourselves with?
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and yes, even to sail the same course in another journey without a moments loss
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For who am I to bind words up in text, choosing their destination of fate?
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Tell me of your feelings and you shall know as well of mine,
for your blood is my blood and together we are one.
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I struggle in thought to keep my ship veered away from the whirlpool I now see swirling towards me while taking the foggy waters down below
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It is kept dormat behind most eyes as
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From the dark spirits to the white spirit his mind stayed confused in a world of which he did not belong.
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It has become nothing unusual for me to dance back into the reflections of yesterday gazing upon the waters edge. For the golden caps withi
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But there are times you will see your friend is not there, not in body or spirit for it is as if they don't care.
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each time I look again I stay reminded of how wonderful life is when surrounded in the fragrance of orchids.
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Where my darling are you hiding
your vision from my sight
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Not all will be an ocean of dreams in his submersed journey as the storms of the desert he will face again gritting sand between his teeth.
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With everlasting crystals I see what I saw that day and for a time there after;
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and yet still all I could see was her face as it was showing peace and truth of what lies ahead.
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The contemplator begs for the mercy of anyone to notice and help, yet content in their life no one takes notice.
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So I do as will and hide in sorrow,
from those who are not easily oppressed by my emotions.
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The mind is not the flesh and the soul realizes its weakness’; The values and mortalities of which is to be seen on the outer.
A complex series of thoughts and
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speak softly of me as I reclaim boldly the life of which was meant
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For my words are my life and can be seen in many aspects through the eyes of others and yet only one way is true!
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I see clearly as you that nature sees our moves of love and opens a zone for prosperity.
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What a divine pleasure awaiting me in my mind as I see the future unfold in this poetical soul;
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For they see only as they wish not realizing I left out ten holding in myself as I think my own thought.
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For I, in my words am a poet and not a poem.
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It was from her I became without knowledge and unto her I return in wisdom.
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It is given to us of nature to see beauty in the wilderness of living.
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It’s held behind my eyes like an ocean
Waiting for it’s time to rush to shore,
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