Open Poetry #44 |
yard sale this year |
SeraphimBroken Member
since 2009-03-09
Posts 74USA |
discard me in your love heap mire of played with toys. tattered torn and jaded you've had your fill with your joy of me. pull my strings hear not sounds within, the springs are broken from happy pleasures repeating my speak. my buttons, chipped and thread worn, hanging from the twist of your contempt. arms, seams frayed at the edges, holes within my spirit that the stuffing of my soul exposed. you loved the smell of my newness once. the vibration of my voice once filled your ears with smiles. my fabric, heaven for you to touch. colors of my tapestry, vibrant in your eyes. you would kiss me. I was yours. your youth of my pleasure gone, older now. new fire's desire toys. perhaps, shelf and I are made for each other. in your age, will you tenderly pick me up wipe off the dust and remember? least... I don't sell for a nickel in the yard sale this year. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Bravo! Excellent, creative writing! Enjoyed ! |
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SeraphimBroken Member
since 2009-03-09
Posts 74USA |
ARH; Thank you. makes you wonder how all those real raggedy-ann dolls feel. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"the stuffing of my soul exposed." ~ There may be a part of you that is "Broken", dear "Seraphim" and the stuffing of your soul may be exposed, but you have talent that shines like gold!!! Angel, can you ever write! Rise and shine! You are a star and please don't let some Earthling ever drag you down! Giving you a very warm, welcoming pip hug, Earth Angel |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
you loved the smell of my newness once. the vibration of my voice once filled your ears with smiles. This is wonderful! I loved every line! *S* |
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SeraphimBroken Member
since 2009-03-09
Posts 74USA |
EA; Thank you so very much! My breaks heal continuously every day. I do have a good supply of bandages for my broken pieces, I just hope I never need duct tape. suthern; newness, ah... never to forget, just like the smell of a new box of crayons. My better half makes me feel like a new open box every day. I have a good supply of coloring books. Thank you so much for the read! |
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