MLP~Mystic Lake Poetry

In the works

Lost within the mirrors of time
Past, present or the now
Why must we chose?

Listening to the winds whip through the grass
I dream of a new world.

Tiles of tears flow free to the sea
only to meld with the air that we breathe.
Time ticks on.

A fish on a line, struggles to live
while a hungry family gazes upon
a dream of full bellies and peaceful sleep.
Why must we chose?

The seagull screams while fish swim silent
beneath the viridian dreams
will the shrill produce fear or delight?

Red cliffs house ancient secrets
those of peaceful living
harmonious with the violent blood that
cries to ones soul.
Filled with light
dank with darkness...
Why must we chose?

dlt
 
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Du Lac said:
Miss you too Art... hopefully will be back more when I am on some kind of normal schedule!
Love
Du

Looking forward to the welcome back party <grin....
and your mystic poetry
 
she cast a word
across the mountains
echoes over a lake
and several states <grin

just to say 'Hi' <grin
 
fog swirls
in a mental wake
as a lake becomes clear
in the mind's morning
a misty awakening
into a new day
 
Secrets of life dust the souls of old
Pollen soaked dreams clog the mind
Listless impregnation of who we are.

Tiny memories lost in the data of dust
bone crushed into timeless sands
hands filter the dreams of the young

Where do we start?
When do we end?

Time laughs at all who believe in its fabled limits.


hi all...
Du
 
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ty....
good to be writing again... lets see what develops
blessings
du~
 
Less than told

I just found this and I thought iId put a little kink in this MLPoetry. I don't really see things the way most other's do. So..., fantasy plz!

“Shadowlight”

Her laser bright eyes cutting through mellow candles,
the whispering scents chained behind her, continually following.
Relentless, electric voice, seeping through each inattentive ear.
And the shadowlight awakens red.

The vibes roll outward, caressing, with cold velvet hands.
Her weaving, dancing, golden hair, throws light everywhere.
A satin gown, blood black, flows down the shivering carpet.

Her magnetism pulls these eyes at high voltage.
Her wit flooding the hidden serenity, darkly.
The queen in her beehive, shares this distasteful dignity.
Quietly, shadowlight floats blue.

Unheeding conversation, whisking, end over end,
flailing hands, dashing high and low, north and south.
Cosmic soul, strangling to taste the long lost time.
Growing shadowlight hovers yellow.

Silence.
Slowly she turns,
seeking eyes strained upward.

Shadowlight,
white.


The Mystery Valiant
3-14-1988
 
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Hi Du~

nice to have you drop in...this piece reminded me of a pic I was saving...
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Hope you are well and prosperous ...take care...blue
Du Lac said:
Secrets of life dust the souls of old
Pollen soaked dreams clog the mind
Listless impregnation of who we are.

Tiny memories lost in the data of dust
bone crushed into timeless sands
hands filter the dreams of the young

Where do we start?
When do we end?

Time laughs at all who believe in its fabled limits.


hi all...
Du
 
Du Lac said:
Secrets of life dust the souls of old
Pollen soaked dreams clog the mind
Listless impregnation of who we are.

Tiny memories lost in the data of dust
bone crushed into timeless sands
hands filter the dreams of the young

Where do we start?
When do we end?

Time laughs at all who believe in its fabled limits.


hi all...
Du


from out of the mystic comes the Du~

hug~
 
miss you two also... hopefully I will be back soon. Life on life's terms got really busy lol.. working my way back to you guys !!!
blessings
du
 
Du Lac said:
miss you two also... hopefully I will be back soon. Life on life's terms got really busy lol.. working my way back to you guys !!!
blessings
du


we will leave the light on for ya <grin
missed ya you nut!
 
wet light and blue
she glistened in the moonlight

Licking the tears of Isis from her flank
Lost forever now living for the moment
She will say yes to his kiss...

du
 
Du Lac said:
wet light and blue
she glistened in the moonlight

Licking the tears of Isis from her flank
Lost forever now living for the moment
She will say yes to his kiss...

du
Hello Ms Du. It's nice to see you peek in.
 
THANK YOU CHAMP! GOOD TO SEE YOU ALSO... I SHOULD BE HERE FOR A WHILE... TAKING TIME OFF FROM REAL WORK TO WRITE..
BLESSSINGS
DU :nana:
 
Ramblings...


Days of darkness float upon rainbow clouds
Life hovers within the obisidian of the mind

Red hearts beat upon the drums of future
Ancient cries pulsing through the faded women

Silent too long

Voices forgotten
Lost amongst the words of God

Sunrise calls to the bleeding souls;
women who ride the dust devils destiny

Waiting quietly
dawn comes for those who suffer silently.
 
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Days of darkness float upon rainbow clouds
Life hovers within the obisidian of the mind

Red hearts beat upon the future's drums
Ancient cries pulse through faded matriachs

Silent too long

Voices erased!
Snared within the words of God
battered by the emotional fists of Adam's sons.

Secret names bolted to masculine tongues
discipline the feminine nature
mute password of controlling husbands;
threatening tortured wives barred from the breeze of eternity.

The wolf woman sits amongst the doomed souls
baying to the abandoned wild mistress
housed within these wilted daughters of Eve.

Fear crawls into the heart
intent upon silencing the vicious shrew
who whispers into the ears of caged Madonnas.

Sunrise calls to the bleeding spirits;
women who ride the dust devils destiny

Drenched in Diana's tears
Wolf woman waits quietly.

Will dawn come for those who suffer silently?
 
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Welcome back Du!!!

.

Been gone waaaay too long. Your voice has been missed. It'll be good to see your creative juices pulsing once again. :nana:

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Why does the world keep telling me that I will be 45?

Clear water drips through a tainted veil
the parched mind open
waited to catch a drop
falling

drought feed fields
soggy with celluar doubt

Green turns to brown
season spin
leaves twirl
through a young girls dreams

Womanhood rises far faster than asked
Thinking of now
we cry about tomorrow
calling all the while to the child within


working away at some scattered thoughts :confused:
 
Du Lac said:
Clear water drips through a tainted veil
the parched mind open
waited to catch a drop
falling

drought feed fields
soggy with celluar doubt

Green turns to brown
season spin
leaves twirl
through a young girls dreams

Womanhood rises far faster than asked
Thinking of now
we cry about tomorrow
calling all the while to the child within


working away at some scattered thoughts :confused:

the Dew
is mist'

(so you get spankings in two more days? By...?)

I du
I du

I du want to hear about it <grin

we are on a beautiful planet
that has been here so long that it makes...
....
...
..
.
29, seem like mere minutes <bigrin (~_~)
 
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My Erotic Trail said:
the Dew
is mist'

(so you get spankings in two more days? By...?)

I du
I du

I du want to hear about it <grin

we are on a beautiful planet
that has been here so long that it makes...
....
...
..
.
29, seem like mere minutes <bigrin (~_~)
 
Hidden messages

Blue

I thank you for the link. Wonderful. One of my totems in the Whale or Record Keeper. Funny that you should post that a day before my birthday and at the same moment I was typing in a story in my book regarding a whale. I have an intense interest in the dreamtime and its people. Thank you for the reminder.
love
denise
 
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