March 17, 201511 yr It's like the twilight zone in here! You're travelling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind...
March 17, 201511 yr Some of us are already in the mind state and some of us may need artificial, sometimes natural, means to help us on our way.
March 17, 201511 yr Been trolling this site for about 2yrs,have only been a member since last month and i still dont what the hell this threads about......
March 17, 201511 yr Been trolling this site for about 2yrs,have only been a member since last month and i still dont what the hell this threads about...... Be patient! Wisdom will be imparted in the fullness of time.
March 17, 201511 yr Thank you for those comforting words Moi...no doubt it will all come clear to me soon.... :D
March 17, 201511 yr Thank you for those comforting words Moi...no doubt it will all come clear to me soon.... :D Optimism is a great virtue!
March 17, 201511 yr I just had to stick my hooter into this thread, What is going on in here? Best thread on the forum/net, peace on earth & to all man.
March 17, 201511 yr Disappointments, large or small, belong to yesterday. Locked in, locked out; the difference is the key. It is good when the week is new. Having an answer makes you a millionaire. Highland high spirit.
March 18, 201511 yr Author , ! We speak the same language, Droogba! We could do a musical poem connection different style, this week. Disappointments, large or small, belong to yesterday. Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low, through the streets in my kilt, I'll go 500 miles, ... www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPB9LmtNDUs (No. Bob Marley doesn't count, PloKoon13.) __________________________ The Cristal Arena - Emotions in slow motion www.youtube.com/watch?v=IXNOdSd9byk
March 18, 201511 yr Ok, I'll start a link. Shakespeare's sonnet 18 (includes 'rough winds' and is a well know phrase from the sonnet).
March 18, 201511 yr Author Threw away the ballast! Run naked in the garden. It doesn't matter! Let the wind ... high and low.
March 18, 201511 yr Author You must search something after the 500 miles, Droogba. You must continue the story. And it must be Scottish!
March 18, 201511 yr A poem for you, Krc, the unappreciated poet in our midst I saw a poem blowing in the wind Tried to catch it in my hand But the words danced out of reach. I heard a song drowning in the sea Reached out with my net But the notes sank beneath the waves. I met a gipsy walking in the woods Gave him my poem and my song But he wanted the wind and the waves.
March 18, 201511 yr Author Something like ... I'll go, 500 miles and I'm singing in the rain for an example. But Frank is no Scott.
March 18, 201511 yr Thanks, Moi. You're welcome, Krc! Here's another one My poems are patterns on a landscape Tracks of a thought train Passing through. My verses are Ripples on a loch Waves from a swan song Taking flight. My words are Whispers on the wind, Mists from a rain cloud Losing heart.
March 18, 201511 yr You must search something after the 500 miles, Droogba. You must continue the story. And it must be Scottish! Ah I see, will do
March 18, 201511 yr Author Thank you, Moi! That's also a beautiful one! Thank you, Droogba! Perhaps you have also an inspiration, Moi? Continue the poem.
March 18, 201511 yr Heart lost, I cried out across Caledonia My wail, not the babe's, still cased in its caul Soft heather embracing the the child Life burst forth from love and land wild
March 18, 201511 yr Author Uhm, ok, thank you, Droogba. So we have till so far ... Disappointments, large or small, belong to yesterday. Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low, through the streets in my kilt, I'll go 500 miles. Heart lost, I cried out across Caledonia, ... That's a difficult one, Droogba. But please. Continue. Moi? It's your turn!
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