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7th February 2011, 12:39 PM
#201
Administrator
Diamond Hubber
'yearn to hear themselves heard' Keep writing!
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7th February 2011 12:39 PM
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Circuit advertisement
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7th February 2011, 01:25 PM
#202
Senior Member
Platinum Hubber
Meanings, meanings and meanings make all the difference!!!
Eager to watch the trends of the world & to nurture in the youth who carry the future world on their shoulders a right sense of values.
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8th February 2011, 11:11 AM
#203
Senior Member
Veteran Hubber
RR
Indeed they do PP Maam
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8th February 2011, 11:27 AM
#204
Senior Member
Veteran Hubber
Unseen clouds
race across the fields
their shadowy wisps
darken the skies.
Quickly colliding
bubbling, brewing
foaming, frothing
their sombre countenances
quiver with unshed anticipation.
Rolling, roiling, they rumble
silvering shards sparkle
heeding the silent pleas
of the
Unquenched
Earth.
Last edited by Querida; 8th February 2011 at 11:36 AM.
Reason: Rain Cheque Please
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8th February 2011, 03:29 PM
#205
Administrator
Diamond Hubber
>their sombre countenances
>quiver with unshed anticipation.
superb, Querida!
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8th February 2011, 04:30 PM
#206
Senior Member
Platinum Hubber
Ah!
Ah! It is going to rain! Poetic preparations!!!
Eager to watch the trends of the world & to nurture in the youth who carry the future world on their shoulders a right sense of values.
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9th February 2011, 09:52 AM
#207
Senior Member
Veteran Hubber
Thank you RR, your encouragement is very much appreciated.
Enjoy the rain for me PP Maam, as of now I only have the icier version to contend with
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9th February 2011, 10:24 AM
#208
Senior Member
Devoted Hubber
Originally Posted by
Querida
The weight of the Words
weigh heavily upon me:
is that what we mean?
for you? for him? for her?
will we be immediately understood?
or searchingly asked?
will we create the meanings
that our little printed
hearts desire?
Or will we be read
only one way
each and every day?
lovely!
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11th February 2011, 12:04 PM
#209
Senior Member
Veteran Hubber
Thamizh! A wonderful surprise to hear your comments,
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11th February 2011, 12:26 PM
#210
Senior Member
Veteran Hubber
The Wind brought to her ear
a rustling arrival,
whispering its caution
and blowing her eyes shut...
"I have known you once before"
replied the faceless voice.
That was another time of blindness
in which she had the eyes of many
but could not see beyond herself...
Her fingertips traced
the new born petals
Of silky snow-white lilies
star-lighting the soft crushed velvet.
Once again to be taken away
So that another may see
What she envisioned
on the dark canvas
Of her dimly veined lids.
Her messengers remained
her nimble fingers and
the wedded thread and needle.
“Surely you must know me.”
The voice persisted...
With curdled eyes
she peered...
The Wind
hesitantly dragged
the gasp that had escaped
shushing and stirring
begrudgingly dismayed
at its duty.
Last edited by Querida; 11th February 2011 at 12:55 PM.
Reason: A change in vision
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