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Tripped
Contributed by
Steeleyes
on
Thursday, 5th December 2002 @ 09:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Tripped
wound round a live wire
in moors eye i am an escapee
taken back by mirrors in the blue
sky
and the hills wait and watch
and now approach
tripped by winding paths knowing and waiting
by crystal streak in my mind
drifting elegantly in beautiful colours
ice blue and light scarlet
weaving my mind in novel textures
running feeling pounding earth beneath my feet
the heat of that ball of radiation
radiating my brain
frying my brain in pieces
splintering shards
grassy pillow
soft shoulder earth
walls of grey friend endless cool
a warm bed of heather
always waiting on dawn
Tripped
by us here in a wildfall day
miles vbetween touches of spirit
colours moving are friends of dreams
i speak and the vibrations are like sand
hot in my nose
And all life goes on
around so many tracks and traces of it
infinite roads and symphonies in every moment
lost
and yet more in the next
and the next
and the next
the smell taste touch know mind love
dream heart sting kiss tear ghost
Tripped
in my heart holding you all
knowing it can never
be spoken
Copyright ©
Steeleyes
... [
2002-12-05 21:20:00]
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Re: Tripped
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by Essentially9 on
Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 12:00:23 AM AEST
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