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The itch of longing
not to be scratched
as we wander on primary rocks
pondering our minds
with empty thought
doing ancient things with
archaic instinct
demanding peace without
archetypal struggle
but with a primal scream
we reach out longing still
within the language of stones
as we walk a lonely walk
searching for a place
where we will face
the choice of our making
come to rest
holding a small
ball
riddled with
hope
we can see
voices are falling
from our eyes
as we hear the silent cries
of forbidden angels
coming to rest
in our busom.
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Stoned walk

Contributed by vincy on Friday, 25th July 2003 @ 02:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

The itch of longing
not to be scratched
as we wander on primary rocks
pondering our minds
with empty thought
doing ancient things with
archaic instinct
demanding peace without
archetypal struggle
but with a primal scream
we reach out longing still
within the language of stones
as we walk a lonely walk
searching for a place
where we will face
the choice of our making
come to rest
holding a small
ball
riddled with
hope
we can see
voices are falling
from our eyes
as we hear the silent cries
of forbidden angels
coming to rest
in our busom.

Copyright © vincy ... [ 2003-07-25 14:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Stoned walk (User Rating: 1 )
by Jacquelynne on Saturday, 26th July 2003 @ 01:41:03 AM AEST
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hey, this poem makes you think...about what?...um...i'd rather not say....lol...

Re: Stoned walk (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 26th July 2003 @ 12:48:26 PM AEST
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thought provoking write I enjoyed this
michelle

Re: Stoned walk (User Rating: 1 )
by Jason_Robert_Britt on Wednesday, 20th August 2003 @ 08:53:47 AM AEST
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What a great poem! Creative, flows well, and meaningfull.

riddled with
hope
we can see
voices are falling
from our eyes
as we hear the silent cries
of forbidden angels
coming to rest
in our busom.

What a powerful statement. This deserves publishment. Keep it up!

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