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A Poet's Fantasy
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A Poet's Fantasy |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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A Poet's Fantasy There is a weakness that pulls me into its hold drags me under, where breathing becomes labored and the worlds indifference clouds my thoughts until all that can emerge is a wasteland of words, unseasoned and un-self-forgiving. I listen to the hum of the fan that processes the inside of me, knowing that every little movement chances the pain to resurface, in otherwise silence that etches its virtue upon my skin, cold and untouchable from the leftover traces of you. I empty the ashes daily, rekindling the fires until today, when preference becomes the surrounding cold, the fever of memories alone, enough to sustain what little bodily warmth is needed, with another storm brewing. To warp the time and sleep forever behind these locked doors that keep out all that could be... A poet's world of fantasy when once my only wish... the hand of friendship. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I extend my hand to you in friendship, Dear Poetess. M, you have such a gift... Sending you a very warm hug, EA |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Very nice!  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
hmmmm....maybe that is why I love it when storms are brewing...sigh great piece M |
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