Eric: This one especially touched me this morning. And, the visual was beautiful too. Thanks for sharing it. Peace and love, Sharon 444...
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Feb 2, 2003 3:34 pm
Thanks for the words of appreciation Sharon. love eric...
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Feb 3, 2003 10:02 am
[Unable to display image] All Through The Night We Are Waving All through the night we are waving from the inside of the pool of love. As the tides we are...
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Feb 3, 2003 10:25 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 5 Some mornings I wake up dreaming and have to go look in a mirror to see if the world is awake yet. This lucid sleep...
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Feb 4, 2003 10:49 am
[Unable to display image] Signs Of Existence Down by the little stream that runs past my house I saw my yesterday footprints preserved in ice. I must have been...
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Feb 4, 2003 10:59 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 6 Heart poems are flowers that are seeded from emptiness. On this beach sky water and earth appear for a moment to be...
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Feb 5, 2003 10:15 am
[Unable to display image] This Secret Work A line of poetry and there are sable locks of angels hair falling over the words. Early morning breath and there is...
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Feb 5, 2003 10:24 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 7 When you do not know the words to say yourself anymore, it is your season to say what is not yourself. You speak of...
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Feb 6, 2003 10:47 am
[Unable to display image] Your Poems Presence Sitting here, waiting for the post to drop through my door. You see, its like that. You have to be willing to...
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Feb 6, 2003 10:54 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 8 A tree hides the mountain and the mountain lives within the tree. The moon seems very small when seen behind the...
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Feb 7, 2003 10:33 am
[Unable to display image] Nephthys The gravity of this mornings sky dreams have formed cloud layers on the earth. There are deep valleys and low slow dense...
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Feb 7, 2003 10:42 am
[Unable to display image] [Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 9 Poems are non localized connections that weave images into time. I was looking at a...
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Feb 8, 2003 10:12 am
[Unable to display image] Verse 27 from the Divan-i Kebir Meter 3. The Ecstasy Is Hers When you drink the wine of yourself you drink from the same cup as the...
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Feb 8, 2003 10:19 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 10 When the sky-heart gets blown together, it forms faces of light to mirror the world. If you look from behind that...
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Feb 9, 2003 9:49 am
[Unable to display image] A Room With A View Be related to the kindred of your heart. Make friends with those who give themselves away. Draw your circle of...
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Feb 9, 2003 9:55 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 11 To hear the poems that water speaks sit within the waterfall. To feel the snow talking to the pines listen to the...
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Feb 10, 2003 10:04 am
[Unable to display image] Secret Winks When the heart falls in love every atom of creation sends love letters to every other. The ground starts to kiss itself....
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Feb 10, 2003 10:14 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 12 Truth poems have a ghost nature in this world. They reveal the unseen in the spontaneous haunting of forms. They...
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Feb 11, 2003 12:04 pm
[Unable to display image] With Your Pants Down When the Nameless One opens my door I am always taking a bath and undressed. She is always waiting for me to put...
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Feb 11, 2003 12:10 pm
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 13 An empty seed is the perfect poem. It says nothing and holds within it, as a possibility, everything worth saying. ...
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Feb 12, 2003 9:29 am
[Unable to display image] Morning Coffee Sometimes there are mornings when black sweet coffee is the required drink. No, not a hung-over morning, but a morning...
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Feb 12, 2003 9:40 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 14. Birds wake up in the pre-dawn and it’s dark in the light of new dreams. Field mice twitch fretfully concealed in...
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Feb 13, 2003 3:29 am
Hi Everyone: Following are poems I submitted to "Poets Against the War" MOURNING SONG where do birds sing during war do they follow displaced humans driven by...
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Feb 13, 2003 10:36 am
[Unable to display image] Trash There is a trash can. It is dumb, and only you can give it a voice. You look at things like this but can you really name them? ...
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Feb 13, 2003 10:39 am
Writing Poetry 15 When we listen as the dry earth does for rain, our inner sky returns water to the soul of the world. The "I Am" breathes fire into the word ...
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Feb 13, 2003 12:46 pm
Come Dance With Me Aho little friend beneath my feet Your world so large and quite unique Over mountains and valleys you labor long With loads tremendous, you...
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Feb 14, 2003 10:07 am
[Unable to display image] Wind-Tree It is time. Time to do the one thing That you thought you could not do. To be the root of the earth And to be the sky tree...
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Feb 14, 2003 10:17 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 16 I have had a last look at this day. The twilight is wedding Her white dress to the dark. The poetry of Her beauty...
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Feb 15, 2003 10:04 am
[Unable to display image] How To Be A Mystic A mystic knows the power of imagination And the direction of its flow - He allows that imaginative flow To be his...
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Feb 15, 2003 10:11 am
[Unable to display image] Writing Poetry 17 This New Year is an unwritten poem. It will take its shape in the telling and transpire from the listening. How it...
