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Hollylane 10-15-2011 11:25 AM


Hollylane 10-19-2011 03:54 AM

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Hollylane 10-19-2011 03:56 AM


Ethereal, this mist that lies beautifully upon these open and rolling meadows
Weaving so gently amongst trees, brush, and long blue green wild grasses
If only it were as warm as it is peaceful to these gratefully gazing blue eyes
I would lie beneath it and feel the healing of the Earth Mother’s embrace.
~Hollylane 10/19/2011

Hollylane 10-19-2011 03:28 PM

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Hollylane 10-19-2011 03:30 PM

Brought over from 9 words and my blog....
 
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Fluidity


What is fluidity but the sweeping continual motion, of timeless forward movement?
The earth displays this in its careful polishing and rounding of embedded stones
By the cold, crystal clear, persistent caress of the mountain waters of this brook
Cleaving quietly through the dense valleys of an uninterrupted sun dappled forest

Where one may express that here, there is a lack of civilization, no sense of order
And the voices of humankind do not sing out in the loneliness of such utter silence
Another will see the connection to life, and the possibilities of rebirth and renewal
And feel the Earth’s tones resonate within the inner recesses of their deepest soul

~Hollylane 10/19/11

Kätzchen 10-22-2011 09:41 PM



The Rushing of Sound

Sit here with me and listen to the water:
water rushing past us, cold, rippling through our stoned existence,
balancing ever so carefully, the pressure of your warm gaze that drinks me up
as if there will be none of me left.

Feel me, as I brush past your feet;
watch me as I wash your consciousness afresh
with the fragrance of the rushing sound of my heart, my soul, my everything.
The rushing of your sound gives me life and serves completely.

Interdependent, we care for each other;
we rush over rocks and remnant wood
as we flow boundlessly on our journey:
The rushing, the rushing of our sound.

Artdecogoddess 10-22-2011 11:27 PM

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Originally Posted by Hollylane (Post 415324)
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~Hollylane 9/10/11
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Lying next to each other on the blanket
Each could see the grass in a new perspective
You said the ocean
I said the sky
We laughed and laughed
Two stems entwined like dancers.
Wind blowing them into a samba
Ocean waving like surf
We turned in to one another and sighed
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macele 10-23-2011 07:21 AM

http://www.elsaelsa.com/wp-content/u...03/despair.jpg


there's a lot going on here. i'd like to know the thoughts of the artist.
if the thoughts are sharing thoughts, of course.

Hollylane 11-15-2011 10:32 PM

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Hollylane 11-15-2011 10:51 PM

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As I watched, the freshly corked bottle was born away on the greedy frigid arms of the sea. Contained within, was the note you left me the day you chose to die. My face glowed from the cold kiss of the saline wind, and when my tongue touched my lips, I couldn’t tell whether I tasted the salt of the ocean or my tears. Standing in front of the vastness of the Pacific, I felt so alone and empty without you there.

~Hollylane 11/15/11


Hollylane 11-25-2011 08:20 PM


Hollylane 11-25-2011 08:39 PM

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To Scream After Silence
By Hollylane 11/25/2011

I am remembering what never was
And what could have never been
Because the only thing you ever loved
Was that I loved you with abandon

As I taste the bile, the sick in my throat,
I am hearing with crystal clarity
The seductive song you sang to my soul
when you stole the voice that was mine

You sang it back with sweetened tongue
As if all my lyrics were the words to your song
But now as I stretch bloodied broken wings,
I am liberated from the cincture that is you

Yesterday, I was a silent, unloved fool
Now screaming, I am murdering my memory of you.


Hollylane 11-28-2011 06:48 PM


macele 12-23-2011 09:55 AM

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into last nights camp fire
the photographs turned to black ash
floating away ...
high darkness ...
and pieces of memory ...

moving on.

- mac

Hollylane 12-24-2011 01:15 AM


Hollylane 12-24-2011 01:21 AM

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Tonight, there is nothing but the immense weight of silence
And there is tremendous power in the presence of nothingness
With not a hint of motion, or sound, there is still the nothing
And it is significantly louder than a scream released.

~Hollylane 12/23/2011

macele 02-26-2012 05:00 PM

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living hasn't always been this way,
and living won't always be this way.

a miracle ...
planned with a passionate-purpose,
on the ceiling ...
on the walls ...
through the windows.

mac 2/26/12

Venus007 02-26-2012 11:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Hollylane (Post 491329)

Alone in my junkie flat, mine, mine, mine, all mine
Off the street, out of the car,
Door that locks
Light that shines
Finally to sleep with both eyes closed
Room on the mattress for legs akimbo
No public whore’s bath tonight, no, tonight a hot shower for as long as I like, naked under the stinging spray
Warn soft sheets on my skin instead of through my clothes over my coat
As I drift off, clean so clean, the radiator ticking and hissing, wraps warm arms around me, assuring I will not wake up frozen and dead


Christina 02/26/2012

Nerdboi 10-02-2012 01:56 PM

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Originally Posted by macele (Post 424569)

Please excuse the grammatical errors, am trying to get back into writing and thought this was an awesome blog to get my mind ready for writing, thanks for posting this awesome topic.



Rollercoaster

The up and down emotional rollercoaster that is "life" the unknown, the mist that surrounds me as I move into unfamilar territory. Enjoy the ride because eventually it will end, prolong it if you must and take in the thrill and experiences of it all. It may not be easy to take those twists, turns, jerks, upside down twirls, stomach churnings, but at the end there is a purpose. Strap yourself in and enjoy the ride, let gravity be your guide.


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