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Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2001-05-09 06:25 AM

In between,
With wafts of decay near me,
Locked windows,
Nor shadows,
Nothing shows that can cheer me,
Lonely pools
Reflects fools,
With Discontent they jeer me,
Offered free,
Can’t they see,
There’s no reason to fear me,
The between,
The cage of reality.

Gloom

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

1 posted 2001-05-10 05:55 PM

I liked this very much Professor

Maree

Ginners
Member

since 2000-07-22

Posts 339
Mullica Hill, New Jersey

2 posted 2001-05-11 08:44 PM

i really enjoyed this

Chanson
Senior Member

since 2000-08-19

Posts 1559
Up Creek w/Out Paddle

3 posted 2001-05-11 10:14 PM

Keys to some locked cages are lost. Some are rusted beyond use. A file comes in handy in those cases. Having a birthday soon? I can bring you a cake.

Music, tonal clear & pure,
Caresses the harshest of curves.
---Chanson~

Krawdad
Member Elite

since 2001-01-03

Posts 2597

4 posted 2001-05-12 01:42 AM

"The between,
The cage of reality"

but an interesting place to conjure I should think

Krawdad
/:-}==
=#===

Lady Ollyne
Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 337
East Coast

5 posted 2001-05-12 03:55 AM

Can’t they see,
There’s no reason to fear me,
The between,
The cage of reality.

Sir Gloom,
To fear thee, may inspire one
or move one to try harder,
to reach out
and touch your reality...
maybe spreading those bars
releasing the caged

Lady Ollyne

"O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare

[This message has been edited by Lady Ollyne (edited 05-12-2001).]

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

6 posted 2001-05-12 07:13 AM

Thank you, Dark Angel,
I am pleased you liked my humble words.

Thank you, Ginners,
It is a please to give enjoyment.

Thank you, Chansondegreste,
But I am on the other side of the locks
It's the others whom have locked themselves in.
As for the birthday cake, I fear there would be too many flames
And a few feathers of your boa might get burnt.

Thank you, Krawdad,
The Cage of reality is a conjured place,
As interesting and fearful as you yourself make it.

Thank you, Lady Ollyne,
The poem was written with the one to fear
As reality itself, being the one that confines us.
A person need only realize that the bars are of their own making
And the bars will melt away in a freedom of thought.

Gloom

Chanson
Senior Member

since 2000-08-19

Posts 1559
Up Creek w/Out Paddle

7 posted 2001-05-14 10:55 PM

The brighter the flame the more complimentary the complextion (sp?). The more candles there are the better (I'm speaking of myself of course). As to my feathers, they are flame retardant as long as I don't use bleach on them which isn't a problem because white isn't my color.

Now what was I going to say before I babbled on about fires and feathers? Ah yes, caged reality and the locks that make it feel secure behind those bars. Any why is that? Perhaps one's reality is another one's dream? Vice versa?

Music, tonal clear & pure,
Caresses the harshest of curves.
--- Chanson deGest

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