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SpitFire
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0 posted 2001-11-18 06:43 PM


Pasting pastel photographs along a hallway wall will never save.
Each print entices nothing but the nonsense of today for me.
I find it that way, so hard to be so simple. Again.
Silence grinds it’s way through chemicals,
right there into the frail center of it all.
And just when I thought I could swing,
for an hour in an afternoon -
somewhere in a field where sun spoke soft, I fell.  
It's glow warming my exterior, though I knew it not be true,
it rarely is, especially now.
I wonder if each motion I go through could somehow be fluid pushing,
or electromagnetic fields guiding me instead.

Oh I can tell a story on the subway,
convince a crowd around, the day is done. What sun?
There is no waiting at the next stop,
there is no garbage on the floor -
so I hear, across the rattle of the cages lined inside.
Pastel only nauseates the ones who know, you know.
How sickening to sell yourself on the idea that it was truth,
each frame encasing something I once tried to believe,
almost, to live enough to see, but not me, today.
Swinging only stirs what I will lose,
and I’m an ache away from landing here,
cold against the hardwood,
among a row of photographs, surrendered.


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Startime
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1 posted 2001-11-18 07:18 PM


WOW!!!Powerful feelings in this poem. Almost like you are lost among a crowd. Amazing writing.  

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

Martie
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2 posted 2001-11-18 07:28 PM


"and I’m an ache away from landing here,
cold against the hardwood,
among a row of photographs, surrendered"

Spitfire...as always you pull me into the swirl of your feeling.  You are a good writer!

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3 posted 2001-11-18 07:35 PM


Forgive me for not paying enough attention to your work. Wow! This is brilliant writing! I could write a book about all the things you say here...but you have done it all in a wonderfully poetic way. This is very impressive, poetess! :thimbsup:
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4 posted 2001-11-19 08:18 AM


Oh, you said a lot here, andmot of it seems s0 sad.
"each frame encasing something I once tried to believe,
almost, to live enough to see, but not me, today"
That particularly affected me.
Peaace
Sandra

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5 posted 2001-11-19 10:18 AM


enjoy
RSWells
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6 posted 2001-11-19 10:47 AM


Are the soft and subtle shades of pastel of such abhorrence that one would not want to be so remembered? I prefer you a tintype (tin'tip') n. A positive photograph made on a sensitized sheet of enameled tin or iron. I don't know that there is fodder for a book here but you do intrigue and your photo adds to the mystery. Enjoyed

"Happy people have no history" - French Proverb

peaches73533
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7 posted 2001-11-19 01:26 PM


Such powerful words.
Peaches

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8 posted 2001-11-19 01:32 PM


Paletting all the colors, then softening the hue, knowing that black and white are easier for you to see the where and how of you. And somewhere in all this is the truth, the reality.
Lone Wolf
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9 posted 2001-11-19 08:58 PM


Once again, my friend you amaze me with the reality and depth of your poetry.  Hope all is well with you.  (((hugs)))

LW

All writing comes
by the grace of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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10 posted 2001-11-19 09:47 PM


a photograph yet undeveloped. . .

well done. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

PoeticLicense
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11 posted 2001-11-19 10:20 PM


I feel as though I looked into, and through, your soul, incredible!!

PL

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12 posted 2001-12-06 03:54 PM


Swinging only stirs what I will lose,
and I’m an ache away from landing here,
cold against the hardwood,
among a row of photographs, surrendered.


You always capture me, oh hell... I see you and I come a runnin.


fantastic as always hon  

Maree

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13 posted 2001-12-07 04:51 PM


This is excellent.  Very good.
Janet Marie
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14 posted 2004-08-04 07:58 AM


Pastel only nauseates the ones who know, you know.
How sickening to sell yourself on the idea that it was truth,
each frame encasing something I once tried to believe,
almost, to live enough to see, but not me, today.
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*shaking me head saying wow*

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