Eclectic Art (original) (raw)
fly
Jul. 6th, 2006 | 10:56 am
music: hide and seek - imogen heap
posted by: 
sakeofmercy in 
eclecticart
i fly
when i'm alone
hands raised over my head
eyes closed and unawares
i find this suits me
feeling movements without seeing
dancing not interpretive in title
but in nature, finding for me
that inner peaceful state
so long and so madly desired
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brown picket frence 06.03.06
Jun. 24th, 2006 | 01:32 pm
posted by: nestleddove in eclecticart
It feels good to be away
because in distance I feel closer
and the absence is healing.
It is a good sort of longing
that I don't mind feeling
to the greatest extent of its possibilities.
It is a knowing that either near or far
he's still here i n my heart
and I don't have to go far to find him.
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no longer latent
Jun. 21st, 2006 | 12:10 am
posted by: nestleddove in eclecticart
today i watched the clouds reform
and saw that every tiny change in shape
is a manifest possibility, snatched
and brought to us in our own beautiful world
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A Cool Breeze
Jun. 16th, 2006 | 03:58 pm
posted by: humminggirl in eclecticart
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OK...fine...
Jun. 12th, 2006 | 04:05 am
music: uhhh nothing
posted by: dontpanic_8l in eclecticart
I'm posting something of mine..it's usually private...now it's not...you can thank Blaine's b-day gift for this *pist the gift was vodka*.
The devil is playing tricks on my mind again,
Trying to ignore the growls of the boogyman
My mind's been in the dark, wondering,
And I wonder if-they'll leave me alone.
Why do they torture me so?
Why can't I let them go?
My life's been one big blur-
And I let the demons stir.
The priest tells me, It's all in my head,
If I pray enough, they'll all be dead.
My mom thinks I should see a shrink,
But I don't trust those-
They'll just overdose me.
Why do they torture me so?
Why can't I let them go?
My life has been one big blur-
Oh God the demons stir.
Shut my eyes-
Take me to another place,
Where the days are dark with the rain.
No work and no money,
Thunderstorms in the afternoon,
Dogwood trees as they start to bloom,
A blanket of snow on the ground,
And the moon makes it glow like,
An angel's gown.
*be gentle...it's supposed to be lyrics...free verse of course....
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THE JOINT
Jun. 12th, 2006 | 11:06 am
posted by: humminggirl in eclecticart
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(the eyes are even, but the model had uneven eyes...oh what to do)