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Now -- I am The Voice

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Now....... I am the Voice

This summer night wind
Blowing messages
From one city to another
Messages of discouragement
Messages of despair

This summer night wind
Invokes images from my past
Suggesting that all will end up saddened
Somehow fruitless and hopeless.....

These messengers
Cut grass, moss and Tiger Lilly
They brush my nose and lick my ears
These (though beautiful) are the liars
Carried upon this gale that once was a friend

I face this squall (daring not to spit)
Inside my mental barricade
I light a faith-candle
Quickening my resolve

This fickle friend can't extinguish my faith
This fick

I smell The Scent of Our Past

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I Smell The Scent of Our Past

This room I have revisited
before closing....
I smell the scent of our past
Grey flannel, cedar and old cars

I hear
Still, Longer
Songs that bring back feelings
Feelings buried refusing to die (but must)

A past rich in pain
Deep in laughter
Drenched in sweaty fumblings
The front seat of a sky blue Oldsmobile
Night time

I look upon faces (ours)
Innocent, secure and happy (or were they?)
Once smooth, carefree
Now lined, responsible

You and your life
Me and mine........
a gental smile

I wish you well
May you find the peace that I have
May you know the joy that

Kisses Like Lifesavers

In this most humble stance
I appeal to your gentle sway
Pretenses fall to the floor
I am humbled by your inner glow
I am moved by your eloquent words

You and you alone
Carry my senses to places
Unimagined.........

Your flesh absorbs this amber light
Sinking, like water into thirsty soil
Remembered kisses that taste like lifesavers

I move toward you
and you to I.....

You ----- A Frozen Breath

You, a Frozen Breath

In a most futile attempt
I reach for you
The you I once knew

In days that were warmer
Nights that were darker
Flesh that was more supple
I acquiesced

The loss of hope
Quicker than it seems
Darkens my perceptions
Embitters my dreams

I must release that ghost, that visage
For what once was found
Now is lost, like a frozen breath upon
A December's' morning

How does one hold a ghost?
I know the answer and let you go.....

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Arboreal Nocturneby `faithwalker

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~Angel0507 Jan 27, 2013

Love the tree. Nice work.

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*lutz-kleinau Dec 6, 2007

that is quite interesting.......

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~DianaCretu Nov 24, 2006

So great! I love all of the details you can find in the image!

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~twodimensions Aug 3, 2006

awesome!

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~Replikan Nov 14, 2005

u re playing with light

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~-sylph- Sep 3, 2005

oh beautiful.. I like so much lightpainting

I saw you visited my page. have you seen my lightpaintings ?

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~DaveMc Jul 8, 2005 Photographer

Excellent lightwork.

Dave

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`faithwalker Jul 15, 2005 Student Photographer

Thank you sir! Your work is truly remarkable!

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~snobordist Apr 22, 2005

Wow thats cool man! how the hell did you do that?? (I have photoshop, but wouldn't have a clue
how to do a manipulation like that!...??

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~brynalbani21 Nov 4, 2004

very very nice, i get how u did it and thats one cool idea. Very crerative of you

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