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Tropic of Cancer

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"Tropic of Cancer" Follow the silent trail words like stars shine coded on straight lines blind to all like diamonds they are invisible the keys written and held Winter stars puzzle the sky Northward a cold frontier waits beckoning Capricorn’s Summer's dream Escape Hell South Where Heaven is a blue sky golden beach purgatory littered with pristine fingernail shells Chinaman's Beach the child grown no more school bells days are long and free to roam Nine inch nails to be buried in some other coffin burned and pushed out to sea Cancer has been kissed away alongside Soldier crabs and prisoners in Balmoral Beach cells Wolves breathe hot on cool paws smiling wet lips for thanksgiving Circle of Magic drawn in the warm sand Ocean lapping King tide kissing bare feet On the other side a future waiting, calling Omen of higher self chairs voices in the mind debating (LadyLabyrinth/2019) “Impasse”, Angel Oslen https://youtu.be/kWUtALx9i14 Impasse/ Lyrics https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/angelolsen/impasse.html Emilie Simon - Fleur De Saison https://youtu.be/W3RUJ22Ca2k

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Lady Labyrinth

Date: 10/29/2019 10:11:00 PM

Inside Out

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/29/2019 10:12:00 PM

https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/inside_out_1170060

Frederic Parker

Date: 10/29/2019 6:40:00 PM

no trail is silent when footsteps are heard and how grand our illusion when one understands it takes a single atom 1 million years to leave the center of the sun and cross 4 hundred thousand miles to reach its outer edge...how small we all are in our blindness as our higher self reveals we are nothing more than life passing through with our eyes closed

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/29/2019 8:07:00 PM

Beautifully thought through response, as always dear Herr Parker. And taken on board. This is what I call Blue Highway at "THE" Crossroads. I am standing right in the middle of that book, possessing the spine between the two seasons, feet on the shores of a picturesque hell ready to move forward out of the pages of a book (my mind), into the Ocean, that is LIFE (reality). x

Ts Poetry

Date: 10/29/2019 10:44:00 AM

When read along with the music, it brings chills to the spine... brilliant take

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/29/2019 11:46:00 AM

visually it is stunning. I love it. The Emile Simone video.

Ts Poetry
Date: 10/29/2019 11:30:00 AM

Fleur De Saison - simply gorgeousness

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 10/29/2019 10:55:00 AM

My Tropic of Cancer is not "The" Tropic of Cancer per se. Yes, it is a spooky story. I could add it to my Halloween repetoire.