Re: An Un certain irony -- Poetry Grace and Insanity

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Date Posted: 12/12/04 1:05:58am
Author: Dimon
Subject: Re: An Un certain irony
In reply to: Leisa*) 's message, "An Un certain irony" on 12/11/04 11:57:40pm

It's out there,
laughing on the water.
Didn't you ever wonder
how the signs could be so fleeting?
It's out there
laughing on the water
and even as I sit here chewing,
my clayton 63mm guitar pick
death's got a big gun
without measure
without size or shape,
but she sure feels cold...
as cold as the depths
and as icy as the symbols of our souls.
Didn't you ever wonder why I run?
Fire is it's fondest son,
but I'm not about to give up jest yet,
and neither should you.

Hell, you're her Oracle,
she's laid the barest portion at your feet...
it's the other's you've got to keep an eye on,
those that wither from the air,
and rot from the ground...
this seemed to engulf them all, and for that
I bid you discernment...

Great read, Leisa :)

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Re: An Un certain irony -- Leisa*), 12/22/04 6:15:21pm
P/S/ -- Leisa*), 12/22/04 6:28:06pm

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>It's out there, >laughing on the water. >Didn't you ever wonder >how the signs could be so fleeting? >It's out there >laughing on the water >and even as I sit here chewing, >my clayton 63mm guitar pick >death's got a big gun >without measure >without size or shape, >but she sure feels cold... >as cold as the depths >and as icy as the symbols of our souls. >Didn't you ever wonder why I run? >Fire is it's fondest son, >but I'm not about to give up jest yet, >and neither should you. > >Hell, you're her Oracle, >she's laid the barest portion at your feet... >it's the other's you've got to keep an eye on, >those that wither from the air, >and rot from the ground... >this seemed to engulf them all, and for that >I bid you discernment... > >Great read, Leisa :)
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