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Topic: Robin Red Breast
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Quinnie Knowflake Posts: 100 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 19, 2009 05:02 PM
You are cordially invited to Rest With the followers of the Robin Red Breast You are senseless to The I of you But not to the I of me You are speaking with advanced address Talk like your words wear appealing dress You are honesty, The lie of the minute past, But not to the lIe of me. The hand of your arm is a directory The hand of the clock, a director's fee You are surface clue And answers to But not asked of from the I of me. Be what you have set free For freed is the notion of what IS, to be You are what you say and do And Being I am But not I am you. A silver spanner turns the screw of another coloured, boxed in shoe I show The talking host As I keep walking, my feet the most. Another day and night that came might never ever tame the shrew of the I of me who takes the view of me in the I of, I of you.IP: Logged |
Quinnie Knowflake Posts: 100 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 19, 2009 05:04 PM
For whom do I write For whom's release? For whom's room For whom's lease? Who is the author of the doom Who is the releaser who is the whom?IP: Logged |
Quinnie Knowflake Posts: 100 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 19, 2009 05:46 PM
Is abstraction subtraction of earthly distraction Gazed as protraction of word and reaction?The same The same disguises itself and is repeated back and forth In and out No longer Circular But parallel lines. Before there was restraint Because all things blended into each other an eternity But now I do not know what to do with these fallen angles Fallen because they do not shape into the degree of what is known as 'square' Am I not a shape? Or am I merely a line Because They try to define Who I am? Tell 'them' then of circular repeat I've just gone over there Didn't you see me Where I disappear Immersed in parallel lines For when a line returns to itself It is a circle And all resides in it. IP: Logged |
T Knowflake Posts: 735 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted July 21, 2009 08:53 AM
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