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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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Someone Everyone has someone I have no one I don't even have myself. The sun rises in my rear view mirror going nowhere moving backward, forward into nothing and rests there, limp, broken. I twist the dagger in my own heart I couldn't save my love and I have no one to save me. I wanted to be so many things I couldn't be and yet, I perform no longer for this shallow applause long mute and dormant echoing. This ocean of restless waves crashes against the stones washing up weeds, dead shells and driftwood from within my soul, and covers me with the agony of white foam. My being is fruitless and weathered touch is not tangible anymore. This is the very heart of me that hurts like roots torn out forever raw in the ground life cut too short, too soon - no purpose no rich, deep earth to save. Homeless like the wind I moan through bare trees as if I have never known a summer and will never see a spring yet bringing only snow. Melissa Long-Monette Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world! [This message has been edited by Honeybee (05-21-2006 05:27 PM).] |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Wow! Such imagery... |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Very well written...emotionally full. Everyone does have someone, and only someone... For until our own hearts are sated, we cannot give abundance to another. Nice work. TD |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"I moan through bare trees as if I have never known a summer" Particularly like the above but enjoyed your whole poem very much. We always have someone but perhaps not the someone we need or think we need. |
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shirtless Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 359 |
Homeless like the wind I moan through bare trees Love these lines. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This ocean of restless waves crashes against the stones washing up weeds, dead shells and driftwood from within my soul, and covers me with the agony of white foam. ~*~ The crushing feel of your emotions is a coverlet of emotion, felt... and known by many. Well done, little one. |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is lovely! To me, the last line should be "for I bring only snow"....but that is pure subjectivity, really enjoyed the read, cheers =o) |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Love your writing Melissa.. Very much enjoyed this piece. Hugs~Nancy ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
good read  |
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