Open Poetry #44 |
These Words Refuse Me |
pandababy New Member
since 2009-02-24
Posts 5 |
These words refuse me like my trembling hands and voice, the honour of expressing my thoughts and intentions. A clear plastic cage trapping the bombshell, the articulate and witty lie. I wish I could pen the ambiguous undulations of pigeons, or something similarly extraordinary- my only thoughts are of you, and they escape me. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
pandababy - nice first posting, somewhat sad though, but well written with meaning... BC |
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Windhover Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 179UK |
I agree with Bill... and when you see the number of his postings... he really knows what he is talking about. Welcome. You're going to like it here. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I like this, because there is something special about the way a pigeon moves... and yet it doesn't fill the soul with words, like love can. Welcome to Passions! Please, check your email for a Very Special Greeting! " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
"These words refuse me like my trembling hands" Well done, and so deep....like it! The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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