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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again 
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*i just found out this is the place for book submissions, so i thought i'd dig this old poem up and post it.* The Story of an Hour It was 3am when the snow would fall. So cold, your heart could freeze in your chest. It was 3am when you made that call. You said you could sleep, but you couldn’t rest. It’s 3am and you lost your soul. You cried it up through your eyes. It’s 3am and the world, as a whole, doesn’t know or care that your alive. It’s 3am and he’s too drunk to know the crime. He might be passed out all day. It’s 3am, but there’s no black eye this time… It’s getting worse, y’know you can’t stay. It’s 3am and you pray for one good dream. But the powers that be never got the call. It’s 3am; you stumble and scream. Please stop saying it’s all your fault. It’s 3am; a dreamless sleep. A frantic ring brought me back. It’s 3am; a shepherdless sheep Cried because her wool was black. It’s 3am and the world’s in black and white. The sky hasn’t a single star. It’s 3am; your spirit’s too torn to fight. All your make-up can’t hide that scar. It’s 3am; there’s a shimmer on your wrist. In your ear; my fearful cries. It’s 3am and your daughter was kissed. She never heard those last good-byes. It’s 3am and I’m screaming fear and pain. I’ve never felt so god damn helpless. It’s 3am and you’re breaking the chain. Over the phone, it sounds like knife and flesh. It’s 3am; when life begins. It’s 3am; when the party ends. It’s 3am; when angels come in. It’s 3am; there’s quiet again. It’s 3am, and this time of day silence never seemed so loud. It’s 3am, and this time of day screams are nothing to fuss about. It’s 3am; I mourned and cried. I cradled the phone as if it were you. It was 3am when you learned to fly. Maybe this was the only rest for you. The time right now, is 3am. Dead to the entire world. It’s 3am, and as far as it’s concerned, You were just another girl. We all got somethin' we need to atone for. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
you already kow how i feel about this one... glad you submitted it...hope i find my most fav of yours submitted... i'll go check later cool poet-gator jm |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Wow, this is an amazing poem here. |
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jennie may* Member
since 2000-06-17
Posts 122 |
Sad but beautiful....being abused is a painful but common circumstance for many people-especially women- you painted a truthful picture of the reality of it. Thank you for sharing it again. |
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AVANTI Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 664INDIA/MAHARASHTRA/PUNE |
the truth is often sad...but it can't be denied...more than that i wish to say this is a well written poem and you have done a great job If all was light...then I would have never learnt the dark...from which such truth evolves from which evolves the light... Avanti Rao |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
3 am is a frightening time to awake, wonderfully written Ethan. It’s 3am and the world’s in black and white. The sky hasn’t a single star. It’s 3am; your spirit’s too torn to fight. All your make-up can’t hide that scar. A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
MB20 3 AM I always liked that song like this poem too, I hate 3 AM tho... ~Heather |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Let's give this a vote, and another spin, shall we? loved it...and hey...I LIKE 3:00 a.m. |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
So sadly beautiful. Bonnie |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Wonder why I never got to read this one ... must be some thing to do with the 3 AM thing... regards, sudhir |
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LoveBug
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since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
Wow... this poem is great! I don't know how I missed it! You have my vote. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde "The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief" -Shakespea |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
very powerful piece...wow..the chill in the air at 3am... ..dg "Half of what i say is meaningless; but i say it so that the other half may reach you." -Kahlil Gibran |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
Thank heaven for 3.05am .......wow didn't think I'd make it......Voted  Jon |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
My God Ethan that is incredible poetry.... got my vote for sure. |
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