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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Unknownfaces insilentdreams laughatcrazy menthatflee spacesclosing inendlesshalls walkingmazes eternalfalls lightonhigh silentcalls todeafears insoundproofwalls Timemovesonward backtothehole wherewecame andwhereweall underplaces wewillcrawl onglassvases shatteredonfloors spaceyairless wehearthemall wecannothelpthem deathstalksthehalls Tightspaces stealingbreath endlessdeath eachdayfresh Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! T |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Walter, you were so right about the shrinking spaces in this write in face there were no empty spaces to be seen. Well written. Write on Kethry. Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I really really love your work, Walter. The construct of this piece reminded made me feel that "noisiness" of the spirit--amplified that frantic need to escape. Very clever and well-written, as always. " Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." T.S. Eliot |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Im sorry I missed this before... these pages move too fast now to keep up ... thanks to Sen for bringing it back up... very cool write Walter ... the run on words in your verses worked perfectly to accent your message and work the rhyme flows pace. well done poet sir take care my friend, and nice to see your name here. jm If my slight Muse do please these curious days ... The pain be mine ... but thine shall be the praise. ~Shakespeare~ |
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