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bewitchment of a blasphemy
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bewitchment of a blasphemy |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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No. It's not a simple life. There is no parity. There is no rule, no measured speak... and I've no clarity. Everything of hurt, entwines... Each raw nerve, touches the other. Every hurt is amplified and pride of cry is smothered. All my pain and teeth in clench, every restless moment spent... every footstep towards the door and every footfall back for more - Oh damn my life! Be it undone... I rock myself to sleep... pounding head against the wall to prove I can still weep. I have to let it go, I know... I must let this be. Brave a trail of tears again - to journey on my blistered feet. Yet angels' choir of memory, harmony of seraphim, bewitchment of a blasphemy *repost from Dark Passions* |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* letting go of something or someone who causes pain. This is a thing I am thinking of myself right now and fighting with parts of me within that love the pleasure given, yet, is emptiness life? Oh gosh I loved this poem. Thank you so very much. Much love to you from me. Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
damn girl!! get OUT of my head!!! NOW!!!at first i thought 'footfall' was 'football' and i almost stopped reading... because football reminds me too much of this dude who used to snore in my living room for 9 years not watching it until i turned it off which woke him up so he could yell at me to turn it back on.... but this is just first and ten and i still have the whole field to get down so.... sigh.... anyway... loved this poem because my head hurts from all the wall pounding and i really needed to read this, this morning.... sighsighsigh...and well, that's about the sighs of it.... and i'm really glad i didn't stop reading...  - all you can ever really ask out of life is a sincere apology and some decent poetry - [This message has been edited by doreen peri (edited 12-14-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Everything of hurt, entwines... Each raw nerve, touches the other. Every hurt is amplified and pride of cry is smothered. All my pain and teeth in clench, every restless moment spent... every footstep towards the door and every footfall back for more - Oh damn my life! Be it undone... I rock myself to sleep... pounding head against the wall to prove I can still weep. ================= ya know...your looking mighty good in the mirror today me twin ... and your rhyme is damn fine as well as always...you hit me where I live... awesome ... you are ..love this one ... LOL at Doreen  love ya me sweet me Some people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Imagine that...you in JM's mirror. Now that is enough to make you beat your head against the wall.LOL Seriously my friend, you have a remarkable way of pulling the reader in and making them feel every word of your heart. That is a talent that is to be admired and I DO. Hugs to you. (and yes, I love JM too.) Who couldn't. A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. author unknown |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh my, you are also living my life, I see. Why does it hurt so much to let go? Good luck Sandra Dream as if you'll live forever; Live as if you'll die today. — James Dean |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
startime...(love yer name) but yes, and I am finding that pain is a very good indication of still being alive...with a grin, (hope ya knew that) and HUGS doreen? I am glad the coffee kicked in midway..will have to work on the half time lethargy (oops, sorry, MORE football) big hugs to you, and I've need to e ya or icq or SOMETHING...still...that last poem is running through my head. JM...somehow, words are redundant with us...no need m'twin, no need. C'mere and hug me. Love to you. m'angelheart...lol...is "lasso poetry" a new term? Let's make it stick. Love ya lots and glad that you are "home". Sandra? sadly? I don't think I am even living MINE...but y'do what ya gotta do...Hugs to you also, and I'd tell ya it gets better, but YOU know that...it's just Hell, in the meantime. Thanks to me most gracious forum. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
When you can put it into words like that, my friend, you are definitely alive and mending. And mending is what it's all about. jwesley |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Serenity girl, you're as alive as a crawfish in a Bourbon Street crockpot!!! I love it when you flex your muscles!! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
jwesley? That was a sweet reply,and warmed my heart...I thank you much!!! and m'Deer? hmmmm....a crawfish in a crockpot... I tried that one once--they lifted the lid, marched to the knives, and armed themselves...and I've been suffering, ever since...LOL and grins to you. |
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redheart angrybraids Member
since 2000-04-16
Posts 410honolulu, hawaii |
serenity, my sweet serendering friend, so f888ing intense, rocking threw the night, the plain and the simple laps of lifes sourness, doesnt' sleep Kindly, Redheart Angrybraids |
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