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| Dark Poetry #5 |
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THE GRIEVING |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada 
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THE GRIEVING  A cocoon of loneliness wraps around him, his music now quiet, all shards of hope gone with the last dying notes discordant and off-key, the soundtrack of his life broken. Anguish waits at the edge of a silent concert, solitary harmonics a floating mute mirage, pure as the music of the spheres, only he can hear and remember. The air around him sighs, expecting a thunderous applause, the excited murmur of an audience. Guitar strains for one final touch of his fingers. It is a glorious moment to finish the grieving. @jjote |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
I read this but I didn't reply because I didn't know what to say. I loved it though. Please know that. Jenn "Its gonna be alright cause I'm okay with me" |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Appreciate it very much - thanks for reading. I was beginning to feel this poem was a practice in futility. |
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