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The SaPhyre Lounge: Poetry Tag
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. I was tagged by Urban Butterfly. The object is to add lines to the poem based upon what the picture inspires you to write. One lineshould carry over from the preceding line. When you're done, tag one person! My lines are in BOLD, ITALICS). The world waited outside for us. With moist grass beneath our feet. Cloaked with years of silent preparation. Silence procrastinates with the wind. The mystery of hope pours across the skin.
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The SaPhyre Lounge: my new lover
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. His subtle whisper calls me. Memory of our serendipitous meeting. Arouses me and recollection. Course my veins like a narcotic. Leaving me engulfed in. His bed of granular softness. My new found lover. And I relinquished myself. Shamelessly though I’m not. His first or his last. Though I’d prefer him. To be surreptitiously mine. But like a moth to a flame. I’ll go to him again and again. I miss you my lover. I miss you Negril.
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The SaPhyre Lounge: September 2006
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. RAnDoM pOeTiC mOmEnT #3. At the water's edge. I wash away my fears. Wishing for the respective tranquilty. This moment here gives. Me peace of mind. Ripples trace and kiss the water. Stirring from my intrusion. How easy for it to forget. For it's shape is never solid. Ever flowing and ever new. I envy its life. And anger at the human form. Too rigid to bend or bow. To ever stay still. At the rivers edge. I wash away my fears.
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The SaPhyre Lounge: a gift for the future
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. A gift for the future. C) Blu Jewel 2007. Posted by Blu Jewel at 7:50 AM. All transitions should be so positive. 10:17 AM, May 24, 2007. Wow, this is so sweet and warm. I know someone who needs to read this. I'll make sure she does. 10:53 AM, May 24, 2007. 12:57 PM, May 24, 2007. Thanks for sharing this beautiful piece with me! 1:48 PM, May 24, 2007. 11:37 PM, May 24, 2007. 12:48 PM, May 25, 2007. Stir up those old loves girl!
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The SaPhyre Lounge: March 2006
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. Derrick knocked on the door and waited. Come in, Natalie sniffed. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to alarm you. I’m okay, she lied unconvincingly. You don’t sound alright. Can I get you some tea or a brandy? Something to calm you? Derrick sat at the vanity. You miss him Nat. It’s understandable. You’re supposed to miss him, Derrick stated sympathetically. Posted by Blu Jewel at 8:12 AM. 1 What sayeth you? 1 What sayeth you? Meditati...
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The SaPhyre Lounge: what is love anyway?
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. What is love anyway? As I bury myself in the warmth of love’s cold shoulder. I remember the old adage; it’s better to have love and lost. See it’s funny to me cause we’re constantly seeking. Something we cant necessarily hold as tangible. Love is a transitory emotion and ‘in’ is in front of it. For that very reason; we’re just too blind to see it. I reminisce on the highs and lows and ponder the what if. That sums it up!
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The SaPhyre Lounge: CoNfLiCtEd
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. Posted by Blu Jewel at 11:41 AM. Tight, crisp and beautiful. 1:04 AM, February 21, 2007. Lived it. Didn't find the words for it. until now. *wink*. 11:58 AM, February 21, 2007. Very nice. I love the words and the way you put them together. I recommend this for the next show. 10:14 PM, February 22, 2007. I'm right there, Blu. 12:21 PM, February 24, 2007. My My My blu. 7:24 PM, March 23, 2007. 4:44 PM, March 27, 2007.
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The SaPhyre Lounge: February 2006
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. He died at the hospital in spite of their efforts," Natalie stated in a sterile tone. " He was already paralyzed at the scene so he couldn’t feel his pain, Natalie detailed. I’m happy for that, she added. The funeral will be next week. Can you make it? Derrick thought as he looked at the calendar. Why would she even want me there? I’ll join you after the case if you want the company? Derrick went on before Natalie replied.
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The SaPhyre Lounge: December 2006
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. LYrIcAlLy SpEaKiNg PaRt 2. The following are excerpts from songs that move me:. This just might hurt a little. Love hurts sometimes when you do it right. Don't be affraid of a little bit of pain. Pleasure is just on the other side". Save Room by John Legend. A waltz when she walks in the room. She pulls back the hair from her face. She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight. Even her shadow has grace. It's a journey wit...
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The SaPhyre Lounge: November 2006
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BluJewel's library of stories, poems, and other literary and musical interests. Today I saw beautiful. Today I saw beautiful. I understand that beauty is only skin deep. And that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But, today I saw beautiful. I know that beautiful is applied to that which gives. The highest degree of pleasure to the senses or to the mind. And suggests that the object of delight. Approximates one's conception of an ideal. But, today I saw beautiful. And it was unpretentious and pure.
