Open Poetry #6 |
Candles Wax Slowly Melting |
Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
Candles Wax Slowly Melting Candles burning sweet fragrances you walk through slamming the door not a word spoken only a glance so much for a night of romance. Candles flicker gone not forgotten as I leave through slamming the door the stars shining calling my name a silent world waiting for me to frame. Candles illusion of sweet delight uncaged a wild desire for only you yet as the door slammed shut I designed myself a positive strut. Candles wax slowly melting apart crayons colors seeping together Nurse Crachet returns with a smile knowing she's walked a very long mile. [This message has been edited by Nurse Crachet (edited 03-01-2000).] |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
We've played our game hard Where harsh lines have been drawn You wearing your stark white Where no color is don When dances were wished for Many partners you had Except for the one that Would have made your heart glad The Lady dressed in Red Has stolen your true want Now through the 'Stute's halls Your ghost of love does haunt Moaning a desire That cannot be fulfilled Walking the long mile In hopes it will be killed |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
I thought I walked that long mile came back with honest smile now my illusions are on fire cause in truth you I admire. Where do I safely turn when it's you I yearn? My heart is your candle melting, crayons rainbow colors unbelting. Unleash your wrath of love as to you I will flutter like a dove. |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
As this Nurse sat and pondered a bit: The stute walls speak your name they cry out loud my shame when did you steal all of me? I cry for you to let me free from your waxed chains that haunt, for all you care to do is taunt until I no further can survive will that make you feel more alive? |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Lady in White I hear your pain Ghostly echos Of love in disdain Walking the halls in search of hues Colors of love That I refuse Sound not for me This heart is deaf For Red it's bled I've nothing left Walk your mile Than walk some more For you this heart It has no door |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Some excellent poetry here...stute or no stute. |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
I understand your devotion no need to make a commotion, can I help that you drew yourself into a colorful object of affection in itself? I watched everyday as with your crayons you drew all the colors flowing together to make a beautiful hue. A personality of colors bursting into a rainbow around me, I thought I found the pot of flowing gold I always thought to be. Instead your crayons were drawing for another lady I couldn't be, as my tears weep sadness in colors of the rainbow I shall want no more for I tried to pleasantly knock upon your invisible no longer able to access door. Martie, Thank you for reading and enjoying, we do all in fun. [This message has been edited by Nurse Crachet (edited 03-02-2000).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I agree with Martie! Great poetry here!! Denise |
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