?Sense: the value of Dreams are visions over time"

[Bacchus]

Leave the silence,
Leave the rain
Leave this emptiness again.
Seen it all too many times,
Rehearsed the lines through mine old rhyme;
It?s always the same,
Always the verse in foreign tongue
I give, the take seems now to wake
So rage the shadow,
Raise the man;
Of freedom voices calling
?Sense: the value of
Dreams are visions over time?
So lift me up
She says, and takes me down
Down where the sands won?t melt
The sound of my own memory.
It?s in the melody I linger so,
So divinity the shaking
From the leaves I bring you now:
These are the petals are they not?
These the gems we polished so?

 

[Salome]

Originally posted by Bacchus:
Leave the silence,
Leave the rain
Leave this emptiness again.
Seen it all too many times,
Rehearsed the lines through mine old rhyme;
It?s always the same,
Always the verse in foreign tongue
I give, the take seems now to wake

especially love this part

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Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it

 

[BabyGrace]

I love the whole thing

thank you, I always enjoy your poetry

 

[foray]

yeap, those particular lines Salome quoted had a nice unexpected rhythm to me.

foray

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The story of life is quick as the wink of an eye; The story of love is hello and goodbye. --Jimi Hendrix

 

[Bacchus]

While it may seem i just wanted to pop this one up to the top for selfish reasons, i really just wanted to thank those of you who made my days and nights by responding to my rambling threads. Most of my poetry is very personal, and it has taken a lot to be able to share it in this manner, if there are words or thoughts which speak to you, please feel free to use them. I have immensly enjoyed reading as much of everyone's poetry and sometimes silly responses...

This is what U2's musci is all about: One soul, communial understanding of each others needs to have your voice heard!!

Thank you all!!! YOU ROCK!!!

The Goal is Soul!!!

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The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touched by the thorns.
Thomas Moore, 1779?1852

 

[Alisaura]

This is one of those poems it's a pleasure to drown in... I love it.
And thankyou again for sharing your poetry Bacchus. It's things like that which make this planet worth living on.

[This message has been edited by Alisaura (edited 05-09-2001).]