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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida 
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OK This is it I give up I can take no more I'm a sitting duck I have sewn my quilts And sold my dope My skin has burned At the altar The searing sun The burning moon I see stars as diamonds And trees have spoken to me Bruises have faded And I swam in the sea But pain still will not leave me be Wolves hear my cry Roses in Ireland Isis divine Nameless one hides and i don't know why All gardens my kynder longs to see I ask for a diagnosis Screaming for love But loneliness is what abounds in me There is no end to this poem I Am attempting to create I am turning Spinning tumbling Ever so rapidly Trying to find shapes Amongst the blur Can't focus Eyes won't fixate Tears just roll Heart stays in the state of break Am I rambling? Of course I am No logic could possibly reside In this chaotic shell I call my heart soul and mind *****kynder< !signature--> The years teach much which the days never know. Ralph Waldo Emerson [This message has been edited by kynder (edited 06-08-2000).] |
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Swåmp¤Faerÿie Member
since 2000-03-29
Posts 358Illinois |
This reminds me of the dismal journey Alice had down the rabbit hole,esp. the latter part. Very interesting. I've written a few ramblers,but they just had nothing worthwhile in them,But it's strange,your's DOES seem to have something to it. i can't put my finger on itbut i enjoyed reading it. swamp And there she weaves by night and day, a magic web of colours gay.~Tennyson |
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bluebrdy65 Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 276Gladys, |
I totally relate to this poem.Its great even with alittle rambling just hang in there. |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
if any of you have been following my writings here, i used many of the titles of my other postings in this poem. i guess i am feeling for all my effort, there is no relief. efforts are in vain to erase this pain. i greatly appreciate you even taking the time to read my ramblings. thank you thank you thank you. The years teach much which the days never know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
i see some of your best work here to set the facts of ones life from his own heart into poems makes the best poems i think keep up the good work. I'm the lord, I'm the havoc, I'm the soul |
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