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Date Posted: 15:43:26 09/19/03 Fri
Author: Anonymous
Subject: a poem
In reply to: 's message, "New Poetry site for submiting of poems (FREE)" on 12:09:25 12/21/02 Sat

Hope you it.

Esoteric Blue


Esoteric ink was my passenger on the boulevard called life
Read the signs and ride the tides of fate away from paths of strife
or is chance able to sever bonds with a skeptic’s knife?


Nympholeptic unbelievers frolic in narrow perimeters that extend to their faiths end
The pen is my friend and in the end the paper covets the messages I send
When the folds have nothing to do with what’s around the bend


Enlightened pound for pound in the midst I am far from renowned
yet when close to you I have no fear because where I stand is common ground


and found that, for support my feet are in demand; far from defeat I can still lend a hand
Yet in the web of life I am just a strand
part of the dessert slowly being refined like a grain of sand


fanned the fire of the journey that is over before I embark
I was confused at the start but you have my heart and the music within it is art
A spark, a flame in the dark


Mark my presence in your fortified city
I scaled the mountain in search of my dignity
You craved all of me and that was the rest of me
Broke down my atoms and forged me into energy
So with my pen I write the story like a soliloquy
I speak so loudly my lips spray the paint in Langston Hughes of weary blues


Life is my choice so I choose it
Verbalize with my voice so I won’t lose it
Rejoiced to send you the news that you’re my muse and that sound isn’t just noise it’s me and you and we make music

I can’t refuse it, a flame lit by clever colonies of star strewn canopies
A lavish kiss of sky juice and keen fantasies
Your song paints my body with your melodies
I speak symbologies flowing into whispers that make your colors dance with remedies

Now we can Feast in blue symphonies asleep in chocolate gardens

e-mail me if you have criticism, it would be much apreciated, Thanks esotericcorey@yahoo.com

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  • Re: New Poetry site for submiting of poems (FREE) -- Anonymous, 06:55:21 10/17/03 Fri
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