Open Poetry #46 |
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Jack, I Hear The Voice In Shadows' Echo |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows ![]() |
Old, I am old but not without my senses; sensibilities resound within my lensed awareness; I do not await focus of political correctness. I was raised in times of right and wrong; the song of life rang clear in swift soliloquies bound in choice and retribution, I remember both. I am beyond the pall tonight; Jack when ice is readily available is fine and dandy, oh so handy when I have managed to get home. Did I ever mention that I have 18 inch biceps? True, but who cares. My days of being life support for sexual pythons are long gone. Oh Lord, my glass is half full of Jack that is, of life as well I suppose. I pray that there is deliverance. I pray there is more ice. Oh Hell, I pray there is more Jack! Is it sick that I miss the killing fields when life suspended on a thread of skill and dispensation of simple chance; days more often nights when my talents exceeded every expectation, ‘cept for mine? Ah the trance of alcohol cheap choice for the ages; chance memories, did you ever store the memories of you and I together, the fulness of our time fulness of the moments of us joined in rhyme as one? I need another song for tears of memory's long absolution, I still can feel. I need another drink to peel propriety's resolve; I'd rather numb be tonight's swift resolution, so join with me in philistry denying love's appeal; join with me in dreams speeding just beyond my reach. How many twists and turns of soul's elusive peaks did I teach you how to reach? A little more and I will slow perhaps to let you come to me in dreams. ©2010 by icebox |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
Quite rich in your description of a man lamenting on life. I read this piece three times. There is a lot there to digest. |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
There are times..maybe too many of them for some of us, that it is just hard to let the dreams in, or to escape who we are... always a journey..and always a pleasure.. even when it hurts... |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Life is joy and pain and finally just memories of both, at least for a time. Jack is of little use to me but the poem is another story. Ida |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
Charly, I have read this at least twenty times and find it is one of the best things I have read in some time. I hope you don’t mind but…you inspire me: Out of Nowhere Came a Letter I read your letter and glean something more from it each time with its honest tender touch it is like a personal conversation in the back corner of a loud dark smoky bar between two at a two chaired table it is raw, deep, and stark I find myself folding and unfolding each layer of pages to reveal you the real you the one you hide away the very clothes around you and hold so close it becomes your skin every line stripping fabric until at places thread till there is nothing but so much more I see you now I see you more clearly than ever before and the unblemished skin and scars are beautiful |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
"How many twists and turns of soul's elusive peaks did I teach you how to reach?" More than you know |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
most times I only hear the echo, for if I allowed myself to hear the voice, I'd be afraid what it might tell me good inspiring piece here icebox, grateful to read this |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
This was exceptional fine sir, I'm glad I got to read it, you are a man of deep worth and clarity, with a fine soul. Happy Fourth of July my friend! Richard ![]() |
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