Open Poetry #46 |
Implosion |
Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
That is dead which Can no longer arise Or the look coming from The depths of colorless eyes That gaze upon one Who is suddenly so despised Yet speaking the truth With words at first fair to hear But cascade increasingly Into tired and broken ears Pursuing with relentless fervor The sound of audible tears Silence is to blinding light What darkness is to a shout As dying is to living From hand to open mouth And holding back in suppression Explodes ten fold when finally let out The eyes are not alive The ears are closed And mouth opened wide |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
This was simply terrific! How very true this entire message is. I can turn off my ears in about one second flat, to someone who spouts useless, or hurtful words. Well done! |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
Thank you very much Mysteria. Very nice to read your comments. |
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