Tuesday, September 25, 2012

The Ride




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It’s in the moment I decided to follow
in the footstep of the black cat
as it crossed my path this morning,
that I knew I had no choice
but to wait for the red-eyed white owl
and fly through the fields of reckless destruction,
where consequences are sneered at and smothered
with the impulse of the possessed,
and I continue to feed the hunger
where thoughts without cost,
and deeds without innocence,
are loved, loathed, executed and eradicated.
You want to join the ride?




18 comments:

  1. I continue to feed the hunger
    where thoughts without cost,
    and deeds without innocence...whew...nice...and to find the owl (wisdom) and rise above it...nice...

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  2. I, like you, already paid for the ticket to ride Shadow. I see no need to ride that roller coaster again. It got boring well before the stop. Naw I think I will save the ticket money and do something stupid with it...like buy a kid a meal or something.

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  3. Well, yeah, sure! But you certain it's possible?
    Deeds w/out innocence?
    Thoughts w/out consequence?
    You sure we can blame it all on the owl and cat?
    You always make me think, shads. Consider
    I like that much, being provoked into action
    ~rick

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  4. Too deep for me to even think. Thanks Shadow!

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  5. Shadow, my friend, Hello! You know (well, maybe you don't know--grin!) I've been on that ride many times. It was always exhilarating, NEVER boring. No regrets. In fact,
    I'll climb right on that train, roller coaster, or plane...
    and DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN!
    So THERE!

    This very morning a fellow asked me, "Steve, would you do it(this, or that) again?" With not one second hesitation, my answer--YESSS!

    Love ya, girl. PEACE and JOY always!

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  6. I did those deeds when I was a kid. Maybe still do some of them but now I think more about consequences.

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  7. It's always those paths, where the ride is a bit treacherous, that seem to have the most interest. I like the Tom Petty sort of feel to this poem..The imagery and word play is delicious.

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  8. Up for the ride! Seems like I have to take the ride every once in a while to get to the executed and eradicated place so I can move on.

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  9. I don't know why, but your work has improved over the days since I've returned visiting with you again....is that possible? I wouldn't think so, but it's true. I guess improved isn't the exact word to use tho...it's that your words and recent works are more vivid and paint a picture in my mind quite revealing!!! Keep it up.

    Does that make sense?

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  10. Honey these paths of reckless destruction become less important as I get older. It is good to see hat someone continues their blog like you, with their lovely words. Not like me.

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  11. I was tempted to stop reading after the first two lines, because they are so perfect, but I read on and I believe I know that ride.

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  12. These lines struck me the most:

    to wait for the red-eyed white owl
    and fly through the fields of reckless destruction,
    where consequences are sneered at and smothered
    with the impulse of the possessed

    I have read your work during your absence and have always
    wondered when you will write again ~

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