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Spoken For
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Spoken For |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Spoken For You ask, "Could we go out some time?" I stare into your eyes, And in my head a soulless rhyme Begins to improvise... Justifying the said event, Perhaps taking place somewhere Where Darkness would soon implement Itself on the unaware. Such need I have felt span the years, Walking the world alone. Penance only attained through tears, Reaching this pauper's throne. Beyond that one face carved in stone In the mural of my life... By Lachesis' gauge, by Hymen's groan, My one true loving wife Amidst seven thousand would be loves Who only loved what I could be, Shaped by their delicate white gloves, As they operated on me. While, in the bleeding, ardor waned Throughout the channels dissident, Till every dying echo profaned Any care of just where it went. Now stand I with prophetic views, The aftermath of what once was – Of all in life I could not refuse Still in my head, simply because I never learned to live as cued, In fact, have but simply rebelled... If for love lost, if for life rued, If utterly compelled. Perhaps I've come to understand The meaning of such lessons... Perhaps I'm tired of reprimand, Pleading sin in confessions. The measure, mine to undertake, My chapter in the Art of War... I speak my words from Passion's wake, "I'm sorry, I am spoken for." Another brick in my wall placed, One less bridge I will have to burn. I'll add your eyes to those I've faced – With precision, chosen to spurn. Hereafter set right here and now, I'll walk in shadow, disregarded; Await errant chance to allow Me a place among the discarded. Michael Anderson Death's but a path that must be trod, |
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TTL New Member
since 2012-12-07
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marvalous work  u may also post to- www.touchtalent.com/?cmpgn=2&uid=14381 thanks |
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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
I enjoyed reading your poem, simply wonderful. Happy Holidays |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Discarded, yes thats the way it feels sometimes and "Im spoken for" I havent heard that phrase in a while. I remember the poem I wrote about the man on the plane asking me if I was married. I said "yes" but I never thought of saying "Im spoken for". Nicely done Michael. ~V~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Amidst seven thousand would be loves Who only loved what I could be, The title reminds me of times gone by... these lines make me think of what happens all too often... and everywhere my mind wanders, I enjoy the read. *S* |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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