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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2003-06-05 01:03 AM

When the cold winds of winter
blow the sun from my soul
and thick clouds of night
swirl around me,
when I reach out for warmth
when I stagger and fall,
why, tell me why are you sleeping?

I need you to remind me, to throw a cue from the lights;
it's just the time of my life that betrays me
alone and frightened of noise in the night;
it's just the winds outside the doors of time
that blow cold visions through cracks in my soul
to leave me in shadows with no where to hide,
but I forget, tell me why are you sleeping?

You know sometimes I lose track
of who's living or dead;
the dead with all the humor and the patience
born out of access to eternity don't always raise a hand
unless the perfect question is asked correctly;
this piece alone proves I'm not prone to perfection.

When cold winds of winter
shred the sun in my soul
and thick clouds of night
rage around me,
when I reach out for warmth
when I stagger and fall,
why, tell me why are you sleeping?

When I need reminding, a cue from the lights,
when my life leaves me lonely and old,
frightened of noise in the night;
when the Ba'ansidhe beyond the doors of time
blow cold visions through my soul,
when I am left in shadows
with no warmth in which to hide,
I forget, tell me why are you sleeping?

I have friends who are dead, I'm old enough,
I have enemies who are alive, I've earned their enmity,
there is security with both;
living friendships are fragile, dead enemies wait.

©2003 by icebox

SEA

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Member Seraphic

since 2000-01-18

Posts 22676
with you

1 posted 2003-06-05 01:17 AM

"this piece alone proves I'm not prone to perfection." you could have fooled me

"it's just the winds outside the doors of time
that blow cold visions through cracks in my soul
to leave me in shadows with no where to hide"

and this...

"I have friends who are dead, I'm old enough,
I have enemies who are alive, I've earned their enmity,
there is security with both;
living friendships are fragile, dead enemies wait."

wow....you are such an amazing writer! I will think of this while going to sleep tonight for sure!

ethome
Member Patricius

since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

2 posted 2003-06-05 01:17 AM

Well written reflections flowing from dark to light.

Martie

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

3 posted 2003-06-05 01:17 AM

icebox

I wrestle with the demons that catch my fabric too
and sometimes I’d just like to stop
and let them hold me just to see
if they are as fierce as they pretend to be

How about you

Hugs!

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

4 posted 2003-06-05 02:27 AM

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