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serenity blaze
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0 posted 05-18-2002 02:52 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for serenity blaze


disbelief's uncertainty
inner rage
HE CAN'T BE GONE
pacing crucifies my feet
my umbrage
for the end of song...

a prisoner of wakefulness
I'd rattle them,
if I had chains...
I drown in my forsaken test
I try to bend
these bars of pain.

I do not know this ghost of me--
reflected eyes are hateful foe.
A puzzled me now misses piece--
I thought we both had miles to go.

I took his robe and wrapped my soul
I fingered place we found him dead.
His sheets still held the smell of him
and proof of life--the blood he bled.

I laid down on the linen shroud
in tortured wonder if he knew--
death had to trick a man this proud--
it stole him as he put on shoes.

In his bed I rested head--
his pillows cushioning my pain.
That day my dreams remained undreamt--
I simply slept the past again.


*for dad*
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1 posted 05-18-2002 05:07 AM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

awwww this was wonderful Karen

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Janet Marie
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I took his robe and wrapped my soul
I fingered place we found him dead.
His sheets still held the smell of him
and proof of life--the blood he bled.

I laid down on the linen shroud
in tortured wonder if he knew--
death had to trick a man this proud--
it stole him as he put on shoes.

In his bed I rested head--
his pillows cushioning my pain.
That day my dreams remained undreamt--
I simply slept the past again.

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damn .......................

(said with both awe and respect)
heart-hugs KA
mothyme

[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (05-18-2002 06:40 AM).]

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3 posted 05-18-2002 09:26 AM       View Profile for Poet deVine   Email Poet deVine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Poet deVine

This is WAY better than anything we wrote last night in our 'race'....
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4 posted 05-18-2002 06:28 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Hell, this is way better than lots of the poetry written anywhere on PIP, period.

She said burn ... together.
-TON

serenity blaze
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5 posted 05-18-2002 07:08 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

thank you...this one? hurt

and Jan...one damn from YOU...smiling...is worth it.

sigh. OUCH.
 
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