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Roll Call

"Roll Call" Where are your soft waves to drown in when I think of you are they withheld and our names suspended marked on some banal roll call written on a piece of glass in some cold cave (LadyLabyrinth /2020) Mendelssohn - Hebrides Overture (Fingal's Cave) Abbado https://youtu.be/Jufn41KMU3w

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Frederic Parker

Date: 7/29/2020 4:13:00 PM

They are crashing on the hard rocks of what use to be, slowly dissolving broken pieces that lay by the cracks left by emotional upheaval from yesterday's torn that were once a place of comfort when lovers learned the art of ecstasy shared in moments which seemed timeless...

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 7/29/2020 6:57:00 PM

I have to hand it to Mendelssohn, he transports a simple bath into a churning sea of: “ Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the caldron boil and bake; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg and howlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the charm is firm and good...." my thoughts on awaking this morning. To thine own self be true (Act 1 Sc 3).

Ts Poetry

Date: 7/29/2020 4:45:00 AM

They await beyond the rush of the surf, sneaking into the wounded day. We soothe them with bath bombs and surrender to the sins that may.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 7/29/2020 3:04:00 PM

Sounds delicious. The word delightful....rather antiquated.

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 7/29/2020 4:22:00 AM

;)...

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 7/29/2020 3:05:00 PM

"It all started with the music," she said pouring a bath and lighting the candles. Birthdays are inevitable.