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High TIDE that Binds

Rhythm develops everything horrid heavenly thoughts misery tones of home vibrate livelihood exists inside ambiance waves crash tear shorelines sliding through marinas ships live n' die by rhythm high tide to low the sailor knows to schoon the great deep sea respecting nature's violent blessing the Bind that won't untie excitement for the divide all there inside the rhythmic ride arithmetic and music cruising ocean blue with the muse the full moon at the side providing just the perfect stride

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Date: 7/7/2014 9:58:00 AM
This is an interesting piece, had to read it a few times, and I think I will go back to this and try to grasp it more-- the metaphors that ocean, tide and moon can bring-- boundless.
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Date: 11/21/2012 8:58:00 PM
JSLambert,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*
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Date: 5/26/2012 12:43:00 AM
a lively mixture of rhythm, arithmetic and music to make one cool cruise!!
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Date: 5/13/2012 9:35:00 AM
Wow, Mr Robot..your poem is very smashing and meshing.. Stopping by to wish you a beautiful Happy Mothers Day :-D I'm hoping God will hear my wishes and send my love too find many mothers in good health, and I pray he continues to give my mother the strength to fight everything her body is battling with right now, God bless~ xoxoxo PD
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Date: 4/25/2012 11:34:00 PM
Smile ˜ If I were perhaps a sailor than I may have gathered a bit more from this seemingly inspiring poem my dear precious friend ˜ Anything in line with peace, love and harmony is my kind of deep blue sea * Love always, John!:) ˜
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