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The Songbird

The Songbird
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Ohio, USA
Birthday
August 22
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I am a mechanical bird. I fly, dive, and flutter about things, curious, ... yet -- I am but a machine. I am the product of the times I came into. All is mechanical. My clockwork works - exactly. You can see by the meter of my words that something is precise about me. I know not why; I am not the Originator of these things. They only come to me. They tick, or they whirr, or they may, by chance, chime. No matter - I hear, and respond to them. I myself am quite delighted by these Missives that come my way, and my dearest love is the language I came in with, English. It isn't the words themselves; more - it is the very capability of being able to iterate what I have been given to feel.

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NOVEMBER 12, 2012 9:18PM

Interplay

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  The Dance Of Interplay
 
 
 INTERPLAY

we do what we do;
we say what we say.
never really knowing
the eggs we lay.

words are impressions
of what lies inside.
and your immediate reaction
should never be denied.

hatchlings, each,
nuance, endeavor.
truth, proof.
we reach, measure.

teaching, learning,
mutual exchange.
allowance, balance,
Selves, claimed.

one dimension, two dimension,
three dimension, four.
step by step,
open the door.

thoughts, feelings,
reactions’ information
uncovers discoveries
of recoils or invitations.

all we have
is all we are;
fruits of effort,
mend or mar.

yielding to feelings
creates interplay;
speech, silence,
pause and engage.

tiptoe, let go,
move in and out.
find your way,
belief and doubt.

currents reside
in words between two.
both said and unsaid,
each message comes through

stream of conscious,
conscience clear,
beginnings and endings,
the thread, held dear.

to be, to see,
to know Another
is gift, reward,
as friends become lovers.


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Graphic:  Two Orchids,
by Bernard Jaubert
 

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My friend this reads like a prayer
~R~
Awww! M.C...! Thaaank you, sweetiepie. I think - it is. But it is writing me, I am not writing it. It's delicious!
AAAHH! I love this, and someday wish to live it again. There is always the reminiscence.
Love your words, and your avatar.
Hullo, Maureen & Margaret - apologies again - no mail that comments come, even tho checking settings. Hmm? Thank you both soo much; the acknowledgement is indeed sweet to me, and I just looove it when words come, explaining things to me. Like - holding a moment, cherishing it, and breathing it in. Love to you both~!