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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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Wanna see an old poem? Of course you do! Black and tan kiss me; make me whole crows in the sky, cawing on strings too dark for candles, too light for lamps bent photographs with writing and daggers why haven't you photographed the lightning? where'd you find that candy-colored piece? blades of glass and braids of grass my face is damp, my pillow stinks pull the strings; watch their wings stop coming to me with empty solutions my bed is a mess of unforgiven resolutions start coming back bearing black and tan drinks |
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Dragon Mistress Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 289Washington, USA. |
 Hmm....you make me think a lot with your words. I'm not known for my thinking abilities. Good work! I liked!-Tanya ~*~I'm only a dreamer, with broken dreams, and only words to fall back on~*~ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
 Heh heh, glad to flex your brain,Tanya. (this one makes me think too) Mike |
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Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
Nothing can start with the words "kiss me" without getting The Kiss permanently embedded in my head.... So now, as I struggle with that before trying ot go back to sleep, I hafta say how yum this is.  Love you. i'll be waiting for you |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
(i admit it, gladly *kiss*) Hmm ... I seem to favo(u)r drinks today in my poetry selection, don't I? I love you, babygrrl. Mikhail |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
From reading an old one Mikey boy...I'd say you've learned to make your bed these days, yes?  take care you! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Zall Member
since 2002-08-25
Posts 214London, England |
good words good work always love thought provoking poetry Another thing, crows are so poetic dont you think? ravens more so, but you can never use the raven without inserting Poe into the readers mind. Again good stuff Zall |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
I'm glad this old got that blurrydead staring out at ANOTHER grey day feel that I would rather forget good brian |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks for readin', everyone. If I remember correctly (and I rarely do), this poem was written only a month after Sept. 11. I went out with a friend and we ended up at a Chili's bar & grill, where I ordered a black and tan. The next morning, I awoke extremely early and heard crows everywhere. I also remember, our apartment held an impromptu vigil by the pool a few nights' previous, and I watched crows flying in reflection across the pool. Not to mention, the ghostliness of no-planes-flying -- you could really hear the birds then. Mike |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
black and tan drinks? isn't that tennesee nectar an empty solution? of course not. loved the last stanza and the line about photographs with writing and daggers... it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Guiness Stout is Tennessee nectar? *gulp gulp gulp* Explain! *thunk* Mike |
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