Suspended Momentary Squeezes of Released Tension

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Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

0 posted 2001-04-19 08:28 PM

Boundy by keepers she knew not,
The rules of gaming found undone.
Met upon the shoreline wistful sea,
She rolled with the waves,
And uttered whispers with the water kicked sand.
The wind healed her as she stepped into it,
Letting it whip her will into a frenzy,
Of inspiration and self release.
Bound by keepers
She knew she was disdainfully progressing,
Into making too many excuses for herself.

By the way the wind blew,
And the southern shoreline swept her feet along,
She could see that the nights were getting more lonely.
Easily she was caressed and seduced into moments,
Of uneasy love and the promise of being able to give nothing in return.
How she hated herself for such things,
And never was a great believer in giving part of herself.
Perhaps that is why she should have avoided making friends.

So lonely now, still,
And aching for someone else,
She sits alone
Makes herself alone.
The words console her only as breifly as it takes to write them,
And then the the panic grips her again.
These days, if she doesn't write,
Then she just might drown within herself,
And there always was a fear of drowning she had.

So there isn't enough lead or ink in every pencil or pen in the world,
To use as a bleeding tube for all her emotion,
Shortcomings and opportunities.
But diligently by night and day,
She rides along trying to capture some feeling in her hands,
As she rides by petal soaked bushes.
She
Bound for a destination she will never reach.
An ever going ride into momentary illusions,
And the moments last a lifetime now.

still d-i-s-c-o-n-n-e-c-t-e-d
I am bound by this, you see...to become Night's sole mistress, and I am jealous in my endeavours for his attention.

Songbird
Member Elite

since 1999-12-15

Posts 2184
Missouri

1 posted 2001-04-19 09:55 PM

I sense a sadness and loneliness in this that is haunting.. I like your use of the image of the ocean..I see you walking their alone.. If this is an autobiography..I hope you have found a friend in me.

Sven

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since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

2 posted 2001-04-19 10:00 PM

the walk of life. . . it never ends. . .

excellent writing. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

3 posted 2001-04-19 10:02 PM

Songbird,
Thank you, and yes..I've found a wonderful friend in you.

Sorry I haven't answered your last e-mail yet.

Sven,
It doesn't? Perhaps..Thanks for reading, friend.

still d-i-s-c-o-n-n-e-c-t-e-d
I am bound by this, you see...to become Night's sole mistress, and I am jealous in my endeavours for his attention.

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