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Bojopy Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 391 |
Less then ten thousand days in Less then ten I see ahead Somnamali slept and wept to the deepest depth Turning in face to every place Running the race at a different pace Now to far behind to catch To catch the thieves to ever leave those immortal mooners and late night consumers Wishing the sun and different fun How, When, Where , and Why Did I lose this guy A mantel has been drawn but now is gone A stage is now laid but cant be conveyed Who among my mind will send the next sign North, South, East, or West Which way can I leave this mess Borrowing, buying each time I spend Circling a malady until it's end Withering closer to the Spot! I've graved As the friends within seem to fade As more galloping comes with the ghost once were Darkness enters with a breath ...... of impure Too towards in ear of a sibilant surrouding Hearing not; what the heart is pounding Caught between a cage and the creator Making sense of 'those' in higher prayer They're in doubt but afraid to ask Not I! said the one in the writing mask I will fall in deep to the abaddon of the book Until I hit the Spot! I never took |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
I love this! Especially verse six. Looking forward to reading all your work  Jennifer Lee Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
Bo, 27 years old ? ( Less than 10,000 days in ) Disease eating away at life, as you sleep. Wanting to go towards warm weather and enjoy what time is left. Not knowing How, When, Where , or Why it’s all happening. Different parts of the body are exhibiting showing signs. Not sure, but I think the Spot is where life comes to it’s conclusion. Hope this death thing I perceive is a metaphor and not reality. -Byrd There must be some kinda way out of here... say the joker to the thief There's to much confusion, I can't get no relief - Hendrix |
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Shirleeah Storey Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 68Delaware |
Bo, Keep expressing yourself. People wear many masks (referring to the portion that says "Not I! said the one in the writing mask") but eventually we all need to take those mask off and really be ourselves. I liked the poem! |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
One could read very deeply into this piece if they so chose. Very intriguing work. Likes me much. Michael |
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Bojopy Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 391 |
Thanks for the replies. Byrd I'm only 25. I just like counting the days I've lived instead of years. It will make life seem longer (or shorter) I think. Anyway thanks again all. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
There is much mystery and cogetation in this piece. I like it very much  At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. (Plato) ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Quiet Lightning Member
since 1999-12-26
Posts 56 |
This poem is deep.Are all of your poems deep? I liked it though |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
Your best Bo... |
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Bojopy Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 391 |
I don't think I'm deep.....well maybe somtimes.....In this piece I was trying to convey somthing about being lost in many different ways!!! "Write down what you say if what you say is not written down" (Bojopy) |
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