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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Was it those serial installments fat-catting her lobby, of decrepit flesh? smiling wryly in recognition of warm friendly front steps? ohhh, those peel and prepare expressions on that face looking back at hers... like a back door picture, remembers the wars, we never speak about, but know they're there? He calls and the nightmares begin again She wishes empathy at best But all she can muster is regret... Some years later, she smelled the shrugs in his mind... walking with rags bemused that life was fine...while folding up blue lights of his Friday night missions the ones that cracked her windows and shattered trusting mirrors bringing 7 more years of bad feelings, trying to fad way a raised black and blue eyebrow that turned her heart into a melee She played it by ear, sucking on nerve any crooked crumbs that spelled a musty nicer word... was good wine in his hands drifting him back to a magic moment where ego feels so darn warm and graceful while cradling darkness which was rapidly waning the hum of unfamiliar roads leading to his hideaway...in a place most never go He calls and the nightmares begin again She wishes empathy at best But all she can muster is regret... Even now, she smells his faint but hellish grudge, that vomits her, to face the sounds of his voice... she rushes to close today, to sleep... to forget like falling through a manhole and coping with matters of mocking regret... snapping her jaw clean in two... her pleas sounding pathetic and feeble He called and the nightmares began again she prayed to feel sympathy, empathy, something but the nightmares of cages returned in walls of sadness embarking trains of refrain Deeply tucked in the recesses of a new and better life drifting back to magic moments of childhood, embracing christ a new voice gargles her morning routine, having a second chance at days she had forgotten Holding her head higher now, earning her own money being brought back by some power of infinite longing while she finishes her cigarette, and closing the door behind she feels the once bidding fear, turn into amusement there is a passage into womanhood, she never knew existed, an attachment growing while drifting into thoughts, of sultry independence that once forgotten glow, shyly returns upon her daily mundane chores that allow and touch her heart, knowing each sunlight hour closing her eyes, to allow the words to well across paper... from pen knowing no more alarm, just the sage of joy and sadness that knocks on her door waiting to hear her say, "come in" |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
What a wonderful journey you have given us, LeeJ. The bad road had to be traversed time and time again before it got so bad the spunk of living for yourself overcame the raging inferno that was him. Congratulations that you are about to say to joy and sadness, "Come in." Between the two they balance out. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~ |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Lee,So good to see you writing.You have definate talent in expression the thoughts you hold. jo |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
LeeJ, Welcome back. What a great surprise to see your poem nag a greater surprise to read it. Quite a story. I'll be back to read it again in a bit - you really hit this one home to me. Alison |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
He calls and the nightmares begin again She wishes empathy at best But all she can muster is regret... These lines are all the more powerful for their repetition... and make the ending all the more touching. *S* |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
Oh this absolutely dug right into me. I am going to have to come back to this one; it definitely warrants more read-throughs. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
LJ, "closing her eyes, to allow the words to well across paper... from pen knowing no more alarm, just the sage of joy and sadness that knocks on her door waiting to hear her say, "come in"" Whew... You had me at 1-800... I was stunned during the entire read, I was consumed by the strength, and the frailty within each stanza, and that ending was plush. A film Noir in poetic form. LJ, I am so glad you are writing again. Enjoyed!! JL  Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. Maranatha! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear LeeJ, what a gift to read your words again! This is a superb write and I love the happy ending of course, the coming out of the black tunnel, the sunlight that graces you again. Love, Margherita |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
The greatest tragedy is the loss of self; its return is the renewal of life. Those who have experienced both better understand the gift God has given us all, and through sharing may save others, as this write, whether about you, or not, is capable of doing. Live on, my friend. Good to see you writing... j. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
LeeJ! I think even people who haven't "been there" can feel this write because of it's excellence. I bow in honour and respect to whoever this poem is about and, of course, to the one who told the story so well. May she or they continue to smile! Love Helen |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Lee J, I forgot to tell you: You're so darn cute...  JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Hello all and Good Morning Just wanted to thank you all for taking the time to read and comment. Actually, this was written a long time ago...when my ex husband called me. He has since passed on, God Rest his Soul...but the marriage was extremely violent and abusive. When he phoned, I declined any further contact. Anyway, hope your all well, and happy...life is way to short to settle...go out there and live....sending hugs and good thoughts your way and many thanks.... Lee J. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Hello all and Good Morning Just wanted to thank you all for taking the time to read and comment. Actually, this was written a long time ago...when my ex husband called me. He has since passed on, God Rest his Soul...but the marriage was extremely violent and abusive. When he phoned, I declined any further contact. Anyway, hope your all well, and happy...life is way to short to settle...go out there and live....sending hugs and good thoughts your way and many thanks.... Lee J. |
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