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justlife--thank you so much for your comments.
I do hope and pray that you are right re;'others may be helped too-by seeing my work'-that would add to it's worth-greatly! That is what I pray for.Thanks again-Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on January 21, 2007 at 6:34 AM
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Ted-WOW!!!! What can I say? Your response is brilliant!
Thank you so much! Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on January 21, 2007 at 6:31 AM
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YPunday---thank you so much for ALL you say.
(I've never found out what LOL means.)-yes I'd love some 'ketchup' please.Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on January 21, 2007 at 6:29 AM
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NAJWA-I had a feeling that you might 'gel' with this one.
Thank you so much-for your comments! Love-Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on January 21, 2007 at 6:26 AM
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Ariala-thank you for your comment.Yes-it feels soooo good!
posted by
Scramble
on January 21, 2007 at 6:24 AM
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YOUR WORDS ARE POWERFUL AND CREATIVILY DISPLAYED!
You are healing and through your pain others too shall be healed. W e all should work to leave such worthy and colorful marks upon our pages in history.
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Justlife
on January 21, 2007 at 5:17 AM
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YOUR WORDS ARE POWERFUL AND CREATIVILY DISPLAYED!
You are healing and through your pain others too shall be healed. We all should work to leave such worthy and colorful marks upon our pages in history .
posted by
Justlife
on January 21, 2007 at 5:16 AM
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Superb illustration!
there was a brown building where they housed us all
each of us a quandry of sorts
to be sorted out and through, he and her, you and me
and when the snow fell upon the roof of the building
several of us slipped up the staircase
where no one was allowed to roam
and we stepped out into the moonlit snowfall
atop our happy Home
and the monitors eager to make rounds and end shifts
hauled us back inside like so many cattle
banning us from cartoon mornings on channel 5
for no less than a week
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on January 20, 2007 at 4:25 PM
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You left the door ajar: Separate now & remake a better sandwich, later U 3
I liked the imagery of the sandwich very, very much. Effective. Do you want any ketchup (catch Up) with the sandwich? LOL
I have to actch up with your writings as I have only now begin to be regular. I love what you dow ith poetry and its relevance. Brava! Much luck and best wishes for 2007. STRUGGLE is beautiful--even when we do not achieve clear breakthroughs, victories, answers...struggle throws us into the trenches of life. That's where earthiness, humilaition, dignity and friendships, especially with oneself (One Self), are born. Or intimated, if not understood. Thanks (sorry I got carried way). Neil
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on January 20, 2007 at 3:31 PM
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I KNOW AND FEEL THOSE CHAINS FROM INSIDE WHEN SOME ONE CONTROLE OUR LIFE AGAINST OUR WILL I FEEL THOSE CRYING TEARS WHEN SOME ONE YOU LOVE AND ADORE AND HE IS THE ONE WHO IS AGAINST YOUR THOUGHTS AND FIGHT YOUR PEACE<<<<<<<<<<<<< I AM SORRY BUT I KNOW THAT WE ARE THE LIGHT OF THE ROADS FOR THE OTHERS EVEN IF WE CRY AND SUFFER WE CAN GAIN OUR FREEDOM AGAIN IN AND OUT TAKE ME AWAY AND COVER ME WITH THE RED WHITE BLUE..............
...................najwa the stranger
posted by
NAJWA
on January 20, 2007 at 3:05 PM
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Scramble, such relationships are like balls and chains...glad you found
your freedom!
posted by
Ariala
on January 20, 2007 at 2:22 PM
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