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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Conversation Do I have thoughts of remorse? “You bet,” she mulls in her head Do I think back to justice, right and wrong? “You bet, I could ‘just as’ well be dead.” Did I have choices to make? “Yes, doesn’t everyone?” she thought. Did I make the right ones? “Only God knows” quietly laughing a lot. Do I have any idea of why I am here? “You called the meeting together, my dear.” Why is my silence so very outspoken? “Why dear, it’s not your bones broken.” Do I know now what my problem is? “Shoot, do you know a snake’s hiss?” Do I know what I did so terribly wrong? “Yes, to a man I once belonged.” The conversation is over, the voices utterly still, she is only here now, strengthened by her will; she is being stared at, she only stares within; she is all alone now, sitting alongside her Sin. Now Sin speaks, trying to make things right Sin doesn’t want her to leave deep within the night. “You did what you had to, to even up the score,” “Perhaps,” she thought, “but I did not want the chore.” “But now the hurt is over, everything is done,” “Ah Sin, sinner am I, now everything’s undone!” “You mean you’d go back, take the trouble and hurt?” “Ah Sin, you know, I was never raised to be curt, “But you were wrong, I knew right, always from the start, I should have followed my head, instead of my wicked heart; For the pain inscribed in the hollow now lying deep therein Speaks to me daily, of my rotten, rotten sin.” Again the conversation is over, and Sin does now depart for Sin has lost this round, has no more words to impart. She sits silently, lonely, broken, her strength now undone the hurt will never be over, even ‘tho everything is done. 16 September, 1999 ©KRJ ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
Interesting conversation, Sunshine. Sometimes we only think we have a choice...in reality, there never really was one. We do what we must. Good poem.  ------------------ The only man worth your tears will never make you cry... |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Caroline, if you've ever read "I Never Promised You a Rose Garden", you see where this poem stems from. Thanks for the read! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I like this one a lot. ------------------ *shadowy-one* |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you Shadows. It is always interesting to see what others like, and care to read. |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
wow...VERY good ------------------ May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, As the indians would say, You speak with forked tongue. HAHAHA Enjoyed the poem You are talented. |
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johnt300 Member
since 1999-09-12
Posts 214san diego, ca. |
Sunshine, Very good poem. Very intense. Thank you for sharing. Tyson |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Pepper, thanks! Sy, forked tongue, split mind. JohnT, "intense" worked for me, too! |
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