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The Shape Of Me |
jaxjoy Member
since 1999-12-14
Posts 112Texas |
The Shape Of Me Like clay, pliable within your hands, I let your emotions govern my shape. But still I lie formless and unfired. My cold grey essence fills the stillness inside. Left alone and untouched, I harden. No longer can I mold to your hands, your touch. All I can do is crumble. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Jax~ This is a nicely sculpted piece. Could be that the 'potter' can rework your crumbled pieces. I like it. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is excellent, jaxjoy! This one says so much! Denise |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
I agree with Denise so much said here with few words. Jon |
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Brenda Winniford Junior Member
since 2000-02-19
Posts 31 |
jaxjoy, I am among the rank of "Been There,Done That!" I can relate to the poem so well in so many areas of my life, Well,presented! Brenda W. |
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jaxjoy Member
since 1999-12-14
Posts 112Texas |
Thanks to you all. I appreciate your feedback! |
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