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Morgana's Annual Salute |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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How did we get here from where we started; how did love's soft caressing breeze turn into this howling sand storm tearing at my flesh, shredding veins, choking off the flow of life's blood to my soul? Etta James and Lady Day are living in my speakers tonight pouring out their pleading hearts, their raw and tortured souls naked here, right here in this room in front of god and everyone except there's no one here who knows but me, no one else to see to be embarrassed by such blatant honesty; I've got to be careful now, ‘cause if Nina Simone shows up it'll be just that much harder to get out of here alive. I started to daydream today about a fifth of Wild Turkey, and a glass, and a large bag of ice; okay in a pinch I could pass on the ice, god knows I can even skip the glass; maybe I should sleep more but I don't think that's why my eyes burn, why I yearn for any kind of sweet oblivion, it is after all that sloppy happy party time of year. So much life has gone by now yet somehow, without my consent, I sometimes still can feel the touch of strangers on your skin, the shattering invasion of passions exploding at the very peaks of your emotions, the long sailing highs as you skip through each aftershock until exhaustion brings us both back down to your preferred simplicity, our separate safe realities; It was more romantic when I was there, now it would be more polite if it didn't interfere with whatever I happen to be doing at the time. I've given up thinking of this caprice as some unfair penalty levied on me by petty gods, and I know that it is not a witch's curse, I am better shielded than the uninitiated; this thing of sharing concurrent sense, once so endearing cute and so perverse, has become just another brick to carry in my life and I find I can not even hate you for running fast and far; I suppose in some other life I would have done the same. Why give it a name if it doesn't bless your preference over fate? This time of year always seems harder than the rest. Is it that way for everyone? I guess these love hate relationships have their little quirks. Maybe that's why the whiskey calls me so much more strongly than most other times; doesn't matter really, right now I'm more like you than me, I'll go with anything that works. ©2003 by icebox |
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Ringo 
since 2003-02-20
Posts 3684Saluting with misty eyes |
Etta James and Lady Day are living in my speakers tonight pouring out their pleading hearts, their raw and tortured souls naked here I'm listening to Etta singing "Someone To Watch Over Me right this very second... This write is absolutely amazing, and on par with anything they could ver sing. Phenominal job, sir, and it is added to the library. Cause in my dreams it's always there |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I just wrote what seemed to be your major words as I read. Born, life, blood sucking, emotion, god, change of track, love of life thinking it leaves without regret, peace. only if you care. A desire to see the back of everyone seemed to be the main point. Dave |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Ringo ~ Thank you for reading my poem and for your kind compliment. Strange about the music; maybe there is something in the air? *smile* DavePage ~ Well, I have to tell you that I think you've got your own thing going on there. I see no problem with the main point you saw nor with the words that came to your mind, but those things are very much your trip, not mine. Thank you for reading and for taking the time to comment. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
"How did we get here from where we started; how did love's soft caressing breeze turn into this howling sand storm tearing at my flesh, shredding veins, choking off the flow of life's blood to my soul?" Love's no guarantee against pain, do I ever know that, my friend. Going through the pain and reaching the other side together is the secret, if ever you can manage it. And if you can, you're blessed. If not, well, there will be plenty of opportunities to go through it again......! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
going to "My Music" folder to break out the Etta and Nina  |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Icebox I am feeling nostalgic now, this poem has made me so....Pass the Wild Turkey and a glass, please.....awww hell skip the glass, after reading this poem I feel I know you well enough to drink out of the same botttle... Much applause, my friend, this poem touched me... _______ice ><> |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
a good thing I don't drink..or rather can't drink (or hold my liquor)or I would feel like joining you after reading this... I love and hate this time of year for now. Maybe next year I won't. And since I am home flu-bound for this New Year's I will be in safe company here in poetry land tonight. Wishing you happiness and peace this coming New Year. Maureen |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox "This time of year always seems harder than the rest. Is it that way for everyone?" There are three or four times of year that are hard for me...this is one. Wishing you peace and some little joys in the new year. Hugs! |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
IceMan, this is a very deep write from your heart. Though it had some sadness, it was also beautiful..... thank you for sharing yourself with us.  With hugs and love,  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Why give it a name if it doesn't bless your preference over fate?" Dang! wish I'd written that line. I'll toast to you with a glass of fine whine later. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Beautiful write! You write of sadness, nostalgia, resignation, and wisdom many of us can identify with. Right down to the whiskey.... Happy New Year, Icebox. ~K~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"There's a somebody I'm longing to see.. I hope that he, turns out to be.. Someone to watch over me..." And now I shall sail in to the new year with that melody playing over and over in my head... What a nostalgic write sir. Perhaps it is that time of year, some of us seem to get very sentimental. I know, I do. All the best in 2004! ~Soft smiles & gentle hugs, Nancy~ In the midst of winter.. |
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