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Shaken, Not Stirred.
Contributed by
softerware
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Saturday, 12th March 2016 @ 09:37:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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I keep a snowball glass beside my bed so I can see;
How oddly things can seem to change when flakes fall differently.
Look deep into the crystal ball, the snowflakes rearranged;
Although the scene seems different, what has really changed?
No flakes got out, no flakes got in, the liquid stayed the same;
A little city under glass, completely self-contained!
Spun around by chance or choice, we know not what awaits;
All of us will shift and drift, upon the tides of fate;
Awakened by some turbulance to dance and spin around;
Patiently we slowly settle back to find our ground.
We havent gained, we havent lost, weve shifted to adjust;
Our wins and losses come to rest as, in time, they must.
A gift of hope inside a glass beside my bed awaits;
No matter what each dawning brings, no matter our mistakes;
Well deal with grace as we each face the trials that try our mettle;
To see the changing scenery each time the snowflakes settle!
Copyright ©
softerware
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Re: Shaken, Not Stirred.
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by JamesStockdale on
Sunday, 13th March 2016 @ 06:57:57 AM AEST
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Great poem Jaye.
This was so "Cool" if I can say that. As a kid I use to love those things. They way you wrapped the poem around it was amazing.
So you have two worlds to look at now. One you can control with a flick of your wrist.
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Re: Shaken, Not Stirred.
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by Invierno on
Sunday, 13th March 2016 @ 12:49:25 PM AEST
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My Friend,
You are are a master of iambic whatever (no time to learn the mechanics...to busy writing).
I/'/ve never read ANYWHERE, by ANY poet, such perfectly orchestrated schematically rhythmic works of verbal art as you consistently and prodigiously gift to us all.
Many Thanks,
Invierno |
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Re: Shaken, Not Stirred.
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by ming on
Sunday, 13th March 2016 @ 02:10:26 PM AEST
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This is now my new fav of yours! And as we all know, I/'/m the total opposite type of writer. But this rocks!! (We /'/need/'/ all types or life is boring...) :)
ming |
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Re: Shaken, Not Stirred.
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 14th March 2016 @ 02:05:47 AM AEST
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Your flow and rhyme fascinate me!
This made me think (once again) about fate and chance. Thank you for provoking thought and sharing your gift.
Tim |
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Re: Shaken, Not Stirred.
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by unknown_utopia on
Monday, 14th March 2016 @ 11:27:55 PM AEST
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I really like the way this flows
well done..... |
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