The ceiling runs down the walls like troubled sheep

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Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

0 posted 2007-07-17 11:12 PM

The ceiling runs down the walls like troubled sheep

Dog farms re-releasing shorthaired
animals to better suit
the rumpled cases of
awful textures: like
furlong metric systems
and noises emitting sounds similar
to backwashed liquids lapped
up by pathetic engineers of
anxiety, concern,
and fretfulness.

Simpleminded composers,
writing music too elaborate
and politically boisterous
to save the paper where the pen
patted itself on the back
for deciding to detach itself
from an ill-wanted lover:
an unattainable woman
with too many shades of
shadows to make sense
of any determining silhouette
or body mass as a means
of identification.

Rockets to the Earth!
Folks from diverse sources
squeeze their hands tightly
in anticipation of a new discovery
of some planet they’ve been living on
for too many years to call
a decent shack on the beach.
They wait… for something new,
defying Einstein’s advice
about insanity and doing the same
ol’ thing o'er and over,
waiting for that change
to turn your eighty-
seven cents into a whole dollar.

I am not the human I wish to be!
Because there’s nothing left
to figure or locate anymore.
There’s no room for the uselessly
misplaced imbeciles.
There’s no place for placemats
on that kitchen table
where a woman, fed up with her
Buffalo, decided to give in to
her numerous and elaborate
contemplations of fear, dread
and ceaseless trepidations and
take the life of the man she
loved: he who was man enough to
supply her with those
thoughts of infinite sadness.

“Well all the apostles, they’re sittin’ on the swings, sayin’ I’d sell off my savior for a set of new rings.”

rwood
Member Elite

since 2000-02-29

Posts 3793
Tennessee

1 posted 2007-07-18 08:04 AM

Hey you!

Stucco will do that, if you watch it long enough. I think that's why the Bionic Woman sells sleep # beds at 2am, but she always appears Bohemian to me. (just a chat about the cool title)

Your content is very moving in streaming measure:

twisted aesthetics, tailored frustrations, localized sadness & the deep associated pain...very sad, yes. For whatever reason you inspired this thought: I still dream the dreams I once dreamt, except now I refuse to check with the monsters under my bed.

love,
reg

The Lady
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-12-26

Posts 7634
The Southwest

2 posted 2007-07-18 12:19 PM

"he who was man enough to
supply her with those
thoughts of infinite sadness."

I greatly enjoyed this Edward

suthern

Member Seraphic

since 1999-07-29

Posts 20723
Louisiana

3 posted 2007-07-18 01:14 PM

Simpleminded composers,
writing music too elaborate
and politically boisterous
to save the paper where the pen
patted itself on the back
for deciding to detach itself
from an ill-wanted lover:

I love these lines! *S* The story is sad, but your telling is a delight!

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

4 posted 2007-07-18 05:12 PM

I don't think it's a secret that I think you are awesome.

I love it, I love it, I love it!

I wish it were mine.

Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

5 posted 2007-07-18 05:38 PM

Thanks everybody, I really appreciate it. I'm honored just to be surrounded by so many great poets. You all mean very much to me, and so does this place.

Ok, I'm done being touchy-feely now.

“Well all the apostles, they’re sittin’ on the swings, sayin’ I’d sell off my savior for a set of new rings.”

mytuesdaywishes
Member

since 2003-09-05

Posts 254
a voice from the musicbox

6 posted 2007-07-19 11:41 AM

you are fantastic sir.
one of the best on this site for sure.
when im reading you i feel i've fallen into another dimension.

vandana

Member Patricius

since 1999-10-22

Posts 10463
USA

7 posted 2007-07-19 12:30 PM

enjoyed

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

8 posted 2007-07-19 01:14 PM

With an intriguing title like that one, I knew I had to see where you were going with it! ~ and what a circuitous and fascinating trip it was! lol

"I'm not the human I wish to be"

~ Neither am I ~ but I keep on trying! lol

A mind is a terrible thing to waste and it is apparent that you are not wasting yours ~ which is highly imaginative and philosophical.

EA

Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

9 posted 2007-07-19 02:51 PM

Wow, thanks everybody; I'm glad you all liked it. Cheers - Ed

“Well all the apostles, they’re sittin’ on the swings, sayin’ I’d sell off my savior for a set of new rings.”

Berenice
Junior Member

since 2007-07-18

Posts 18

10 posted 2007-07-19 09:21 PM

You are a talented and fine poet. I read several times and truly enjoyed every words.

WindWalker
Senior Member

since 2001-10-12

Posts 1218

11 posted 2007-07-22 08:18 PM

I really like the way you write, this one is Great!!!!!!!!!!

WindWalker
Senior Member

since 2001-10-12

Posts 1218

12 posted 2007-09-27 07:38 PM

Must bring this one back up to the first page again!!!!!!

Edward Grim
Senior Member

since 2005-12-18

Posts 1154
Greenville, South Carolina

13 posted 2007-09-27 09:34 PM

Thanks for the bump, Wind.

"Well I wish that you would cheat with someone, 'cause you're like diggin' holes in water and we know that can't be done."

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