Open Poetry #5 |
robot in a self-made human trap |
RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
In my own way I struggle to find the right words < !signature-->it's not that I don't feel just that I can't speak when what you feel seems right or is it that it's wrong a simple touch a hand can be the needed tweak So tweak me if you can I need what I can't find laughter or a smile I know it's there somewhere that closed off space between my heart and mind walking talking robot or human in need of repair Who else has been where the sun can't get through where the clouds surround and are always beside you you seek and look for help from deep within yourself and smile when you laugh cause you never left a clue As I look at what I've written I wonder where I am maybe I just lost my course and need to find a map I'm better off with silence it stops a flooding dam but here I am the robot in a self-made human trap.. I'd better add that this is just something my fingers typed but perhaps they came from a robot?..Who can be sure ? The grape passes through the press to yield wine. Your life must pass through the press of passion and pain to yield the wine of wisdom.. [This message has been edited by RainbowGirl (edited 02-04-2000).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I know I have felt similar, and only can say, not for long and it passed. At least you were able to write, that should be a little self tweak right there. Hugs! |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
RG, Instead of a tweak, how about a hand to hold? -SEA |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Martie: Yep, I'm not sure where this came from, perhaps a robotic hand but I agree, the sun will always shine, well it better cause otherwise I can't be around.. HUGS Sea: Sweetheart, that was lovely and more often than not, a hand that holds can say so much...I'll be honest I am a bit miserable tonight but my laughter is still infectious so something works.. HUGS The grape passes through the press to yield wine. Your life must pass through the press of passion and pain to yield the wine of wisdom.. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
If I could reach across the miles I'd tickle you till I found smiles. Unfortunately, we're not near But you must know I think you're dear! Hang on, sweet lady, for I send My hugs and love to you, my friend! |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
With a heart as big as yours, you could not be a robot...but I do understand what you're saying..sometimes we just do..we don't think.... |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Suthern: Across the miles came all these smiles from a lady called Motherhen and friend Moon aghast as rainbow crossed the miles and as she tickled a giggle sounded loud infectious laughter brightening the sky shooting stars fired off a rainbow cloud HUSG The grape passes through the press to yield wine. Your life must pass through the press of passion and pain to yield the wine of wisdom.. |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Thanks Sharon, I get mad with myself when I get miserable cause I should know better...LOL HUSG The grape passes through the press to yield wine. Your life must pass through the press of passion and pain to yield the wine of wisdom.. |
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