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When You Pray Is There A God For Me? (repost)
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When You Pray Is There A God For Me? (repost) |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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On these high holy days, you mention casually with mocking cynic's lightest touch, when you embrace them, the structure they provide, a warm and fluid cleansing of soul, the chicken soup of life, did you atone for me? For shared frivolities, dalliances of life and love hopeless dreams, hopeful fantasies precious few realities; when I am gone should you atone for me? Come out come out and play, I made you beg when I was lost so far down inside myself I heard only echoes of empty worlds, bedazzled and bemused beyond the veils of time, will you atone for me? Your guilt is constant soft and deep nurturing while keeping you secure, it moves you firmly like a wave holds you gently in its curl, sometimes with its tide you can swim comfortably, against it you would drown; mine is full of vacillating high cold dusty winds that I ignore choosing to believe they're just treetop whispers in a harmless summer breeze; I live quietly, in mindless empty forests of the self-deceived with arrogance and fear balanced on a point of intellect until some whimsy or my spirit draws me too far from the ground, then, when I'm ripped by ferocity choked and pitted by debris, spun in circles a toy out of control, tossed in crazy patterns by howling gothic winds, will you atone for me? When I no longer think intentionally, when I see only dreams chasing me through sleep needlessly reminding me of lives and loves and lies, debts I can't forget, when I only hear wind and see faces in its folds, can you atone for me? ©2003, 2008, 2011, 2019 by icebox |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
Deep. Melancholy. Introspective. In a word... disturbing. A piece that demands consideration, and not to be merely read and passed by. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I love your high cold dusty winds, but I can't believe in a guilt that is warm and comforting. Guilt hurts.As always, your poetry makes me think; makes me reread and wonder. |
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CarolineToo Junior Member
since 2018-07-22
Posts 17Florida |
Magnificent. I need to read it several times, because there's so much here to taste and savor. Bravo! |
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