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The Session |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
Then she says " This is not how I pictured it" The words, razor sharp,cut... And then I went numb from the wound There are no plans My son doesn't know his grammy I can't make plans.. I need my mother She can never plan anything A lump forms in my throat There is no defense All I feel is sick The sickness is everywhere... Filling the room I feel the anxiety I said NO caffine!!.in my coffee She must of made a mistake.. Im shaky I want to scream I am a grandmother Im sorry!! I miss him too... You will never know this pain My heart aching so..it hurts I think of him everyday My thoughts now jumbling With her words She has no-one I was going to be the one Her voice..But its amazing How he loves her for the little time he sees her The room closes in I want to run I want to be someone else Tears pour out of my eyes.... < !signature--> The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar [This message has been edited by Deborah1 (edited 07-25-2000).] |
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Broken_Heart Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 57Netherlands |
Lovely poem, Deborah1... It actually touched me, and this does not happen often... The confusion and anger in it are great. Hope to see more of your work in the future! Darkness upholds Light as much as Holiness downs the Evil within... |
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misscris Junior Member
since 2000-07-17
Posts 27Leawood, KS, USA |
Experiencing loss of any kind is awful and you express this in the style of your poem which builds up, up, up to the climax of confusion. I look forward to some more of your moving work. misscris |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh Deb, so much pain, but you know I have faith that this situation will improve for you. Written beautifully, and from the heart |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Deb..the words meant nothing to me..I had no point of reference. But the pain, the deep emotions, the anguish was so distinct..I could feel it. Excellent. Hardrock |
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