Getting out of the Kitchen

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Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

0 posted 2004-11-03 10:27 AM

The candle burns at both ends.
Flame grows near,
to scorch of hand.

I reach for you to help me,
an apparition
of what I thought you were,
of what I wanted you to be.

I have lost track of whom
put match to wick.
Just knowing I want it to stop

burning.

I choose to let go
and walk away.
Letting the flame
slowly burn out.
Leaving me with blisters
of my own invite,

and scars to remember.

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2004-11-03 10:28 AM

huggin you tight....and feeling the words with you....

The greatest beauty on earth, is
found in the hearts of those
who love....

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

2 posted 2004-11-03 01:07 PM

Susan,
Good strong write.

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

3 posted 2004-11-03 01:18 PM

ms susan
wear the gloves
and stay in the kitchen
you look too good cookin!!

miscellanea
Member Elite

since 2004-06-24

Posts 4060
OH

4 posted 2004-11-03 01:51 PM

I sense the ache. You write it well. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
miscellanea

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

5 posted 2004-11-03 03:15 PM

Mxx

into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of, the path i fear to tread.
~Sarah McLachlan~

Cpat Hair

Member Patricius

since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

6 posted 2004-11-03 03:39 PM

well if you're playing in the kitchen, make sure the insurance is paid.. you've said you didn't cook..

nicely written ma'am...

inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

7 posted 2004-11-03 07:23 PM

I choose to let go
and walk away.
Letting the flame
slowly burn out.
Leaving me with blisters
of my own invite,

and scars to remember.

yea, the scars, only comes when something burns so bright to start,
do we have a choice? i wonder

Ericc
Member Elite

since 2003-01-31

Posts 4178

8 posted 2004-11-03 07:42 PM

Oh wow..this is powerful!

Eric

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

9 posted 2004-11-03 09:05 PM

ouch

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

10 posted 2004-11-03 09:26 PM

The candle burns at both ends.
Flame grows near,
to scorch of hand.

I reach for you to help me,
an apparition
of what I thought you were,
of what I wanted you to be.
================================

ya knew the moth would understand this one...
honest, emotional, powerful piece ...

me thinks its time to order pizza Susan-girlie.
( ask Sen about all the pizza boyeeeeeeee fun we can have) LOL

Poetry is emotion put into measure.
The emotion comes by nature ...
but the measure is acquired by art.

Thomas Hardy

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

11 posted 2004-11-03 10:42 PM

I sure do understand this. Hugs to you. Sometimes those utensils are just too hot.

Susan Caldwell
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

12 posted 2004-11-04 09:53 AM

Thank you each and every one for your wonderful responses (and the humor!) I love you all...

and looks like I am free this weekend, anyone up for a drink??

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

13 posted 2004-11-04 03:08 PM

Well said - I liked the analogy and the delivery -

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

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