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Poertree Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359UK |
There is an unsettled hunger, There is a void unfilled, Unsatisfied. Now we talk in quick short bursts, Maybe afraid of more, Maybe we already know too much, Maybe afraid of what's behind the door. Staccato words we use, Quick reassurances that we both exist, Then away to the safety of undemanding friends, Where what we are does not intrude upon the delightful nonsenses that like-minded girls can beautifully make. There were days when we could do that, when unfamiliarity and newness pulled our chatter along in wild enthusiasm. Now we guess or know it all. Now we deal in the boring certainty of longer friendship, of problems made and solved; of knowledge. Do I want it back? Do you? Would the effort to be something new and different repay the fizz of light that might flare up again? I can turn back time, but would the repeated hours fly with the same spontaneous gaiety of before? So, what of all we invested? Has evolution halted or can we grow? Do we stagnate to extinction or wander, satisfied, this flat plain? Am I happy with us? Are you? What are we to each other? Why do I write this if you are nothing to me? Are we fine? Tell. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
A beautiful poem on the art of communication, Very well written and smooth flowing. I enjoyed it Liz |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
This, dear Poertree, is great! Come here more often OK?!  K |
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Poertree Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359UK |
~smile~ You are both very kind. And Severn you know where I am , but maybe you're right maybe there are times not to think too much, but to just write .. this piece took 10 mins and was from the heart, usually I take 10 days of analytical agonising per poem ... back soon Philip |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
This is great! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Excellent "Staccato words we use," what a line! |
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sraet Junior Member
since 1999-08-04
Posts 31 |
Another great post I somehow missed the first time around. I loved the line: "Why do I write this if you are nothing to me?  |
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jbouder Member Elite
since 1999-09-18
Posts 2534Whole Sort Of Genl Mish Mash |
This is very good, Philip. "Do we stagnate to extinction or wander, satisfied, this flat plain?" is an excellent line. But you shouldn't feel as though you have to hide your work from me in Open Poetry (you know I don't get in here often).  Ten minutes of honesty is often worth 10 hours of toil (you have NO idea how much it hurt me to say that).Jim "If I rest, I rust." - Martin Luther |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Philip--I have wondered this same thing, but didn't realize it until I read your poem and never could have said it so well. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Hmm yes some really interesting thoughts here Philip A terrific poem indeed Maree |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yeah....this is what i feel today |
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