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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow 
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I am a passionate example, so much so that I weave a delicate thread but it is not ever easy to mend such things. Scars are there to teach us not to fall in the same place again, we do it anyway as if we loved the lesson and needed it to remind. And when we are pooled with exhaustion we still continue to climb, fingernails bloodied and knuckles bruised. I want to be that confusion, and drink of your forgotten. The wind bellows again, and nocturnal are the trees, talking music and of poetry. I listen to the night drawing down the stars and letting them know that I can hold, but never be held. I must always run away, be gone and sleep where I can sleep there will always be a made bed for me, somewhere, somehow.. but I am scared of the reality, petrified of the silence. And I've been wasting all of my precious time crying in the sand, trying to be free of the wrong places and the dishonest faces and all I can think of is you when it hurts the worst. When I get home, I will know I will know by the scents, the sounds and I will know by the food rotting in the cupboards, I will hold tight to my bedsheets and weep, I complicated it all the neat things, the cleansing breath and the warmth of your chest. I said what I meant, the tickle of your sighs on my neck. Or how I can be forgiven for the words spoken in the never. The birds are mute, the signs are askew, and if not now, when? |
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Bloodline Member
since 2009-05-23
Posts 236Oklahoma |
A deep breath of real and sublime soul in voice, made me pause with wonder, Bloodline |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
welcome home sweetness too a club of skinned knees and palms your words are sharp and stunning and forever will i read |
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unboundpoetess Member
since 2008-05-24
Posts 477 |
We are all so damn human. I was held in the grasp of your letting. Pristine and powerful as always. Heather |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
The rest is good, but... I LOVE the last two lines! |
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brneyedgrly Senior Member
since 2009-06-08
Posts 1125nowhere and everywhere |
and i am breathless... what wonderful, powerful writing... "Scars are there to teach us not to fall in the same place again, we do it anyway as if we loved the lesson and needed it to remind." wow...the whole thing shel don't wait for the storms to end~ |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
kewl heart ms K |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
Such a powerful, human, vulnerable piece of art here K. It's been awhile. |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~~enjoyed this...a meander through the threads of your mind~~~ ~write on~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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angellea Member
since 2009-03-29
Posts 144NC, USA |
powerful and captivating...fantastic write. maranda |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
The intensity of your poetry grabs me every time!!! Always so good to find you here, Kaoru! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
This deserves another spot at the top. It's intense, well written and I love it. So, poof - back you go, m'dear. A |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
bump |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Pretty powerful stuff, Kaoru. Ida |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Reflections of a poets power inflection of the quill depressions on a canvas, very good |
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