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Robert Edward Levin
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0 posted 2006-06-02 04:40 PM


When Midnight Screams


When midnight screams
like a diamond in the bright sun
your face glows
never mind the halo of blue darkness
the streets live wild
yet they remain as empty as the late night hour
and televisions keep blaring away
while the neighbors pray to their dreams
so I walk the city streets
blind because the lights have burned out
like the vision in my soul
a staggering mess

But I can feel the touch of your spirit
it breathes on me like a warm breeze
I’m guided onward
I’m filled with the steel of bone

Still, sad as I may be
glorious as I may want to be
I pretend to hear laughter
I pretend to walk by your side
our fingers twisted together
clutching, grabbing, holding on
then I look but find the street still empty
no place to hide from the rain
just another long walk home
with dawn to greet me on my doorstep
while the neighbors’ televisions still blare away…

dreams unanswered



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Martie
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1 posted 2006-06-02 05:42 PM


Robert

So emotive...the scene well painted the mood of sad and missing.  My favorite:

"But I can feel the touch of your spirit
it breathes on me like a warm breeze
I’m guided onward
I’m filled with the steel of bone"

because it offers hope.  I don't think I've said welcome to Passions...I do now!


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2 posted 2006-06-02 05:51 PM


very vivid piece
I will look forward to more from you
welcome!

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3 posted 2006-06-02 05:56 PM


Hello Robert, and welcome to Passions In Poetry.

Your poem touched my heart. I really enjoyed
reading it. I especially liked this part....

"But I can feel the touch of your spirit
it breathes on me like a warm breeze
I’m guided onward
I’m filled with the steel of bone

Still, sad as I may be
glorious as I may want to be
I pretend to hear laughter
I pretend to walk by your side
our fingers twisted together
clutching, grabbing, holding on"

Hugs,
Ethel


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Midnitesun
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4 posted 2006-06-02 06:26 PM


oh, the ache of being caught inside
darkness, wanting to grab a moment of light
and this write, aches...so beautifully.

I love the midnight moments, when I am seemingly trapped in darkness; for in them, I appreciate the seconds of light that warms face and soul. The stark dark/light contrast brings me to an emotional peak that 'grey toned' moments just can't. LOL, hope that makes sense.

Lighthousebob
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5 posted 2006-06-02 06:42 PM


Sigh. I felt the loneliness to be very real here in your poem. Very descriptive and well written.

-Bob

JamesMichael
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6 posted 2006-06-02 06:59 PM


I've had a few...so I make new ones...not that simple, but effective...James
Honeybee
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7 posted 2006-06-02 11:43 PM


A raw, vivid and scathing write - This hurt to read, as I do relate...

Melissa~

Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world!

Liz Sinclair
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8 posted 2006-06-02 11:56 PM


Well Robert, you know what I think.  Your words make me melt.  (bad baby, bad baby)  hehehe...Keep them coming.  

~L



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Robert Edward Levin
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9 posted 2006-06-03 08:31 AM


Thanks to everyone who took the time to read this piece.  I appreciate your efforts and kind words very much.  And thank you for the warm welcome, as well.

REL~

www.robertedwardlevin.com

Susan Caldwell
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10 posted 2006-06-03 08:45 AM


I see you have been well received! As you should be...

loved:

"a staggering mess"  

There have been times...

I look forward to much more from you!

and welcome to Pip!

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

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11 posted 2006-06-03 09:30 AM



There are times when the art of pretending
allows for a certain reality to soon take
place...

if you dream it...
it will be.

Enjoyed, Robert.


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12 posted 2006-06-03 02:55 PM


"Screams like a diamond in the bright sun"

Hello Robert, this is very poetic, and packed full of imagary. I love walking my dog at night, looking into windows that are reflective during the day. I can see why you used this scenario to express the frustration that is evident in this piece...city living is crowded, but lonely, especially at night.

Also, I'm admiring the clever little social comment you put into your poem, about t.v.

A dark work, indeed.

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13 posted 2006-06-03 03:06 PM


I have written this mood...the city mood
many times...and you have done well.

Robert Edward Levin
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14 posted 2006-06-03 05:32 PM


Susan:

Thanks for the read, and the welcome.  I look forward to reading more of your work, as well.

Robert Edward Levin
www.robertedwardlevin.com

Robert Edward Levin
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15 posted 2006-06-03 05:34 PM


Sunshine, Kif Kif & Magnus:

Thank you all very much.  I'm glad you all took from the poem what I attempted to give it.

Regards

Robert Edward Levin
www.robertedwardlevin.com

The Lady
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16 posted 2006-06-03 05:37 PM



"I pretend to hear laughter
I pretend to walk by your side
our fingers twisted together
clutching, grabbing, holding on
then I look but find the street still empty
no place to hide from the rain
just another long walk home
with dawn to greet me on my doorstep
while the neighbors’ televisions still blare away"

Magnificent Robert!

Reminds me vaguely of Jackson Browne's "The Pretender."

"true love could have been a contender"


Robert Edward Levin
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17 posted 2006-06-04 09:00 AM


The Lady:

You're too kind.  Thank you.

Robert Edward Levin
www.robertedwardlevin.com

nakdthoughts
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18 posted 2006-06-04 09:51 AM


so I walk the city streets
blind because the lights have burned out
like the vision in my soul
a staggering mess


loved this... but wanted to say the only difference was for me, I was driving the streets instead of walking them ( too dangerous for a woman to walk  late at night)

Klassy Lassy
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19 posted 2006-06-09 11:55 AM


Dreams....so often they are illusive, and I wonder how much they are a form of prayer.  This touched me sadly.  So many of us understand this feeling of waiting in the dark for that golden glow of sun.  ~ Klassy
Robert Edward Levin
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20 posted 2006-06-09 06:38 PM


nakdthoughts, klassy:

thank you both very much for reading and responding.

Robert Edward Levin
www.robertedwardlevin.com

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