Open Poetry #1 |
Helix |
Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
A spiral cone of silence, threatens to deafen me. All alone, I feel crowded. Oppressed by my very freedom, I decline to choose, yet that is my choice. Blinded by feelings, I may never understand. I see a whirling pool of confusion, roiling beneath my feet. It tries to pull me under, to make my control of nothing, whither away... Into the final emptiness, of everything pure. ------------------ Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll be among the stars. -Unknown- So let the sun beat down upon my face, It's warmth will dry my tears. |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
wow.....havent we all felt like this from time to time. Great poem! |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Boy have times changed Hope you and the family are enjoying your summer! I liked the poem but sure not you! Yah I know it's just a poem. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
smile... that juxtaposition of polarities, so delicately precise (good description of your work, btw--delicately precise) (Didn't you write a double Helix too?) "Oppressed by my very freedom, I decline to choose, yet that is my choice." nodding I remember somebody telling me once that not choosing was a choice in itself. (Seems like "somebody" learned from experience, huh?) *hugs you* I thought I'd look for archive treasure, and seeking, I have found. *smile* |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
*bink* booting this to Today's Topics at the very least (wouldja believe it? For once, I was early. ) |
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