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posted October 18, 2004 01:28 PM            

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I did see a rainbow the other day.
A real one that had me grabbing ahold of my seat,
as the huge truck's windshield was
splattered with rain to obscure the colours
and I thought
how perfect. I see a rainbow
and still I must squint, my fanciful eyes alighted
yet not really seeing something so vital
in time for it to become a memory I will have squashed anyway if I dissected it rationally enough
Somehow lately, the rainbow's delight leaves before I can access it.
Before it assimilates it takes it's time coming to my lips in a smile
I am asleep in my seat
Asleep in the heat
and the coldness I feel
is only a shade of
how rainbows are real.
I used to sing songs for pleasure
I used to paint with purpose
believing for fleeting minutes at a time I was good
but not too good....
and now no motive means-
-no medium screams to me
it will melt when I feel what I mean
with his lips
with their lips
though I know they aren't really needed
only a small place I carve to hide in
that lets in the shining light of their words..
in their delight, I alight
and I know it is me
parts of me
I know they see
and I want to see what they see
I want to feel the wonder that somehow is me............
and I paint myself like this.
I paint my dreams with talent, on their lips
while I hold a mirror to paint my own
how is a worth shown....
How do I escape delight
Or stop trying to make his night
what about mine, am I really that gone
am I really that young
don't I know better....
what is real isn't even real any longer
and if I feel enough rawness with their need
perhaps it will end this greed
I don't understand why
I need
to be needed
I am more than walking.. I am dancing
I am dancing in a dizzying pattern on the edge
no true dance steps
watching a toe dangle daringly over the precipace
I am making myself slip and I am not terrified at the danger I see glaring at me
though maybe I should be..........
change has never bothered me...
Maybe if I fall, my dress will have a better purpose
around my waist
it will billow and allow the air purchase
on my skin
and when I land graceful as a pillow
my hair blanketting around my features
I will look up and see that rainbow I missed through the glass
and the silence I missed through the humming of his engine
their engines.
Maybe it won't matter what they think
that I am soft and pink
and penetrable
not hard like I wish
I could be
not vulnerable as I am
but they can't see.

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posted October 19, 2004 03:02 AM            

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posted October 19, 2004 03:49 PM            

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Thanks for commenting.

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posted October 19, 2004 06:20 PM              

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pixel ~ remember me?

this one made my heart sink it was so beautiful and hard and honest.

(also having problems with rainbows lately so .... it was much appreciated)

tink

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posted October 19, 2004 11:28 PM            

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Heartfelt and beautiful Pixie

Tink you are my Rainbow,forever.

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If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. ~James Herriot

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posted October 19, 2004 11:46 PM            

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Tink.. do I remember you? Silly Tink. You scatter your pixie dust very memorably. Thank you.
Juni~ Thank you.
You are all parts of the rainbows I seek everytime I come here.
And I love you all.

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posted October 22, 2004 09:51 AM            

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Pixie, I keep returning to your poem. It makes me contemplate the masks we wear to hide ours-Elves. But who are we hiding from

Love to you

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posted October 22, 2004 12:35 PM              

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I need to read this through properly, printing to read on way back home

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posted October 23, 2004 05:18 AM              

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Whoa.. something in those words that echo deep pix

I love these type of poems. The words you used were so simple & direct to make your point.. this really got me;

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I used to sing songs for pleasure
I used to paint with purpose
believing for fleeting minutes at a time I was good
but not too good....
and now no motive means-
-no medium screams to me
it will melt when I feel what I mean..

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I relate to that beacuse I see my internal silence like that right now. I used to write with feeling, now I'm kinda silent - like nothing's moving me, or I'm just waiting?

I think it's a Gooberz-type poem, it has many metaphorical qualities.

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..and when I land graceful as a pillow
my hair blanketting around my features
I will look up and see that rainbow I missed through the glass..

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*sigh*

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posted October 23, 2004 01:23 PM            

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Thanks so much Sheaa.. you put a lot of effort into reading what I put a lot of effort into writing. I appreciate it.. thank you.
I wrote one before, (I can't remember which one) that you commented was 'goober-ish' too..... and it is a very nice feeling to have something I feel, described this way.
Thanks for making my day.

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posted October 23, 2004 02:52 PM              

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You're welcome check this out cuteface, you got sound on your computer? this site has perfect chilled music for beautiful poems
http://www.wtv-zone.com/califPamela/sunset_fairy.html

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posted October 23, 2004 03:27 PM            

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Ohhhhhhhhh Thank you!! I am sooo enchanted!!!!! And the tinkle-music box sounds!!!
*closes her eyes and sighs in contentment*

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posted October 24, 2004 07:07 AM              

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"Maybe it won't matter what they think
that I am soft and pink
and penetrable
not hard like I wish
I could be
not vulnerable as I am
but they can't see"

Very delicate...and quite magical in a way it's BEAUTY, pixelpixie!!

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posted October 25, 2004 08:46 AM            

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Pixie, your poems are pretty amazing. You should think about publishing them.

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posted December 12, 2004 03:36 PM              

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This was such a good one I just had to read it again. Thought I'd bump it up while I was at it.
I bet Sylvia wishes she wrote this.

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posted December 12, 2004 06:05 PM              

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The poem just melted into me- thats the only way i could describe it, and this part, like sheaa said, this really got me too

"I used to sing songs for pleasure
I used to paint with purpose
believing for fleeting minutes at a time I was good
but not too good....
and now no motive means-
-no medium screams to me
it will melt when I feel what I mean.."

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O space and time! now I see it is true, what I guess'd at,
What I guess'd when I loaf'd on the grass,
What I guess'd while I lay alone in my bed,
And again as I walk'd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.*

* From Song Of Myself by Walt Whitman

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posted December 13, 2004 01:48 AM            

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Thank you
It's good to see something that means a lot to me resurfacing.

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posted December 14, 2004 01:13 AM            

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Wow! You got some talent there, Pix!

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posted September 01, 2014 07:46 AM            

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Missing you girl.

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posted September 02, 2014 04:23 AM            

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Wow

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