Open Poetry #50 |
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Mausoleum Manuscripts: Method Acting Has Its Quirks... |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror ![]() |
In pursuit of something under the shaded light, she scrawls with her pencil desperately trying to revive phantom pages Each word haunting her in its painful beauty, yet, slowly slipping away from her burning fingers Then, becoming motionless, over the interminable night she falls into a deep, deep, sleep, and dreams... Dreams of her precious dead, the dead she loves more than you... ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
oh my, the things you come up with and where it takes my head Bluesy."the dead she loves more than you" is a doozy. ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
You wrote of forever lasting love. It is so real. I relate. Although she has been deceased for many years I still visit my first wife. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Thank you so much, Miss Lori! ![]() ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Love and respect for those who have passed before us is a good thing, Jerry. Many say; "Let go! Let go!" But there's no reason to 'let go' of what's in our hearts. It's not about obsessions...it's about love. Thanks much for your comment. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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