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losing lilacs |
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blackandwhitehorizon Member
since 2003-05-05
Posts 183an akward state of mind |
Pushing aside my embroidered white curtains I stare through the pane of glass that is my wall as I sigh. My heart whimpers and a tear of my own guilt slides gently down my cheek. I see the tops of trees Poking above a rooftop And drifting cotton clouds Sliced by black telephone lines And Blue skies peirced by the red radio tower. The beautiful evening sky, burried in the town. Where is all the Beauty? It would not be hiding from me. It is being held back, tied town and tortured, Forced into seclusion. With this horrifying mask of paved sidewalks and choking mufflers I wonder, Where are my Flowers? Can no one else see we are stepping on our complexion? Our Beauty? Our chance for a future? Am I losing my mind? Or are we still searching for ours. . . "love is but a song we sing and fear's the way we die" |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very thought provoking write and much enjoyed! Hugs~ ~ Lost in you, I found myself. ~ |
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swatcatpettus Member
since 2004-04-12
Posts 57CA |
An amazing write, kudos, and thank you for supporting my poem when others weren't. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Wonderful poem TD Welcome to Passions |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Excellent. So true. I often think as I drive home from work "what was he thinking? Building that! Can not man remember beauty?" Susan |
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