Topic: Inner Beast
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Wed 05/12/10 11:50 AM
Night came on, and a full moon rose high over the trees, lighting the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day. And the strain of the primitive remained alive and active. Faithfulness and devotion, things born of fire and roof were his, yet he retained his wildness and wiliness. And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded.

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Wed 05/12/10 11:53 AM
Nice write.:smile:

Winx's photo
Wed 05/12/10 11:54 AM
Also....hello fellow St. Louisian.flowerforyou

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Wed 05/12/10 11:56 AM
Thank

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Wed 05/12/10 12:08 PM
flowerforyou

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Wed 05/12/10 04:34 PM
Any poem/creative writing with the moon in it gets my vote. drinker smokin

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Sat 05/15/10 03:52 AM

Night came on, and a full moon rose high over the trees, lighting the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day. And the strain of the primitive remained alive and active. Faithfulness and devotion, things born of fire and roof were his, yet he retained his wildness and wiliness. And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded.


A feeling stirred beneath the fur
Behind dark eyes
Hunger
And her


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Sat 05/15/10 04:11 AM

Night came on, and a full moon rose high over the trees, lighting the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day. And the strain of the primitive remained alive and active. Faithfulness and devotion, things born of fire and roof were his, yet he retained his wildness and wiliness. And from the depths of the forest, a call still sounded.



Maybe I'm just high, but...Call of the Wild?

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Sun 05/16/10 06:24 PM
WE SHALL ALL answer life's CALL,,one day...nice write,,and welcome to these pages to share your mind..flowerforyou drinker