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The Chase |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali 
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Macabre mirage steals forth- To find a wounded prince, Begging for the last chalice- The one? Of innocence... Incubus on barren plains- I seethe to see you there Upon my alter, still as stone... For further wear and tear. Creeping low in shadow's blaze- I falter for the sign, Of senses stealing in the night- (If I were so inclined) Mad-eye drift, I plunge in fast to meet cold lids in gaze, Bowing head, I mock you now- False in all my praise... Shreds of sin fly skyward down- as I, soft bed of blend, Forward march to corner pain In syndication of my kin... Kneeling slow to feed the glow A temptation-wary cringe... I relish now, the forte of you My crumpled shell of prince. Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
sighing happily...even tho it's sad. I'm just so damned happy to read you again sis. MUAH  |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Yep! I can see you bent over the wreck of a man...feeding him bits of himself. Nice write deTanya! Been missin' ya 'round here Ed |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Its kinda hard to stay on a path lined with rocks and holes and your blood, but the path is always there. That is the difficulty about it. Its easy to give up. Just fly away and pretend nothing ever happened. The poem is beautifully constructed, but in its entirety seems like an empty box. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Was it supposed to be easy? The poem is beautifully consturcted, but its seems like an empty box. Nice to read from you again. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
You keep right on seething my dark and beautiful sister of many an eon! God, it so so wonderful to reunite! This was an impeccable road to reminescing once more. More, I emplore! Love ya! Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
You know this reminds me of this amazing book I just read, "Book of Shadows". My God, you have summed the entire novel up right here, you must read this devina . . . I have missed your writing. |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
this is a really weird comment i know but, i reallly liked your use of puncuation in this poem, i think thats what made, writing it like it was intended to be read... Awake through motion with curiosity to curtain your first move |
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