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| Reviewed by Richard Bowers |
12/23/2012 |
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It begins it. I have been here before, as I could tell.
For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear that’s been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
5/17/2009 |
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Time & timeless
scented as one
White dove flies overhead
Etched in the sun
Lovely verses, Rodney. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Janet Caldwell |
3/6/2009 |
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This took me to a place that is deep. Thank you poet.
Janet xoxoxo |
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| Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse |
2/13/2009 |
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I am already there...
kicking my toes into the tides & sittin in the wet sand....
"Forever And a Day" are like Kismits of Destiny
Peace, Love & Poetry
Vickie |
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