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Come -- Imagine with me....Did you ever feel as though you were walking on the edge of the universe... |
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RE: Come -- Imagine with me....Quote: Originally Posted by gogant Did you ever feel as though you were walking on the edge of the universe... Did you ever imagine something so intriguing......No ? Then come and imagine with me... HI, George, What mischief are you up to? Is it a new poem? Please read my latest poem http://www.originalpoetry.com/the-bloody-game-of-the-american-civil-wa Why did Worsdlinger run naked across the street with a yardstick? Has anyone volunteered an answer?........................................LOL Last edited by cousinsoren 09-29-2010 at 09:35:54 AM |
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RE: RE: Come -- Imagine with me....Quote:
Originally Posted by cousinsoren Originally Posted by gogant Did you ever feel as though you were walking on the edge of the universe... Did you ever imagine something so intriguing......No ? Then come and imagine with me........You can get there from here http://www.originalpoetry.com/come-imagine-with-me That's right, Cousin.....my latest mirth of merriment and imagination........ HI, George, What mischief are you up to? Is it a new poem? |
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RE: Come -- Imagine with me...."I am convinced such freedom of thoughts wandered to find a wasteland, not of your thoughts, but of all thought, which if not determined to benefit another, go to the limits of purpose and into a vortex of vain existence. You're the Poet! A great grasp of pondering that pounds the pavement of your minds' busy streets and beyond!" That's right!!! gogant is stretching past the bounds of perception, over the fringe of higher reason, to bring back to the reader a fine portion of his living imagination. READ IT. Absorb the nourishing narrative and REREAD to fully appreciate his bright burning passion for knowledge. Don't miss the opportunity to feed your mind, and quench your thirst for cosmic poetry...Come--Imagine With Me |
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.