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Just Words |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England 
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Just Words They were just words On a screen Not even words I should have read But oh the pain I felt within Like a wrenching ripping A sundering of soul From the depths of me I shouldn’t have read them The black lines Worked like knives Cutting into my heart It was a shock I almost felt my world Tilt on its axis Certainly I shook My body acting as if It were in the grip Of some deadly disease Not malicious words Certainly not left there For me to stumble across Like a dying man tripping On his own feet As he stumbles about Not realising he is about To fall to his death But simply bumbling about Not paying enough attention To the uneven payment Or the undone shoelace I made an error A simple mistake Which will reverberate In my soul Whispering words Of self doubt and sorrow Until the wound Heals over Forms a scab Covering the pulsating part With a protective layer Perhaps it will always be sore A place within that throbs Whenever self-doubt assails My fragile soul As it sometimes does Or when the night demons Claw at my mind With visions of loneliness And true despair Marsha Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Ouch! Marsha I'm truly sorry. Peace.  If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Oh, my friend... this hurts. I vividly remember opening a door... and wishing so much that handle hadn't turned.... you've captured that awful feeling of too much knowledge and that wish to turn time backwards with heartbreaking perfection... Excellent work! |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Beloved friends this isn't about anything other than poetry, one of those poems that I had in my head and simply wanted out. I'm fine, as okay as I can be under the circumstances. Some days are better than others, but basically I'm fine. Mushy xx xx And Suthern darling one, YOU really do ROCK. Love you always Like you forever Mushy xxxxx Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
good to see you on here Marsha..and yes your poem touched my soul...for I know what it is like to find out something by accident and wish I hadn't. hugs and love M |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Perhaps it will always be sore A place within that throbs Whenever self-doubt assails My fragile soul ~*~ Evermore with introspection to find a way to better one's self...that is one of your gifts that you always leave for others... and appreciated just as much now as ever before. Oh, I do miss you, and am so glad to see you writing again! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
Marsha, I have known you, Internetly (new word - lol) for many years now ( I believe at least 6)... and this poem, imo, was the best you have ever written... As the old commercial said, "You've come a long way, baby!"  Thanks for sharing. Mike "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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icequeen Senior Member
since 2001-12-09
Posts 633FL USA |
oh my, I just felt that pain again myself. But isn't it nice to know that your words reveal how many of us can relate to what you write ~ whether it be pain or joy ~ to bring emotion to the surface is one purpose of the poet. You bring it so very well, Marsha  Caroline He who wants a rose must respect the thorn. |
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