Open Poetry #2 |
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Listen to the Warm... reply to Michael's Drifting... |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Michael, I didn't write this and I can't remember who did, but it is my favorite poem of all time. Your poem, "Drifting," made me think of this. "Listen to the Warm" This is the way it was while I was waiting for your eyes to find me: I was drifting, going no place. Hypnotized by sunshine, maybe, barking back at seals along the beach, skipping flat stones on the water, but much too wise for sandcastles. My castles were across the sea, or still within my mind. There were beach bars and the other people. Sometimes little bedrooms were my beach, but I was drifting... I must have thought the night could save me as I went down in to pillows, looked up from dirty windows, smiled back through broken mattresses, turned in Thunderbirds, and kissed in elevators. I cried too, sometimes, For Me. I loved every face I thought looked pretty and every kindred eye I caught in crowds. But I was drifting, before you. |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
One voice, I see why this is your favorite poem. I see much of you in this and understand you a bit better. You are a romantic lost in an ocean of doubt. ------------------ Pain is life, life is short, I will endure. DreamEvil© [This message has been edited by DreamEvil (edited 09-05-99).] |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
![]() ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
~one voice~ I can see why this is a favorite of yours. It's a most beautiful piece. There is some similiarities here huh? Much Much happier ending here though. I'm honered my verse could remind you of such an exquisite work. Thank you for sharing it with me. Michael |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Michael, I am more than happy to do so!!! I know they aren't quite the same... lol but yes, it didn't remind of this... ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
It is indeed a wonderful poem one voice, thanks for posting it ------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald |
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