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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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When morning comes laced with birds, The air conditioner murmuring high, The silence can be felt against your skin Like early morning sex When you feel the most alone and afraid. You can put it on a plate, cut it with a knife, And eat its insides, as the knife and your fork Echo their metallic chatter, quietly dissipate. You can launch a tirade with music, But the notes just sink into its stomach, Sweeten the air, but don't purify it. You can pray to the vision of an early morning god In a simply lost version of salvation. After all, You're tired, aren't you? Things don't make sense till later. Even when phones from the other side of the wall ring, The most you can do is huddle in bed, the sheet Too light and easily kicked away to remind you of anything comforting. I don't know what to say, what you could possibly do To make that quiet go away. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The silence can be felt against your skin Like early morning sex When you feel the most alone and afraid. ------------------ You can launch a tirade with music, But the notes just sink into its stomach, Sweeten the air, but don't purify it. You can pray to the vision of an early morning god In a simply lost version of salvation. After all, You're tired, aren't you? Things don't make sense till later. ----------------- I don't know what to say, what you could possibly do To make that quiet go away. ------------------ BSQ...i almost cant respond to this... it effects me so deeply... this is the reason I read poetry... this is the reason I read yours... when you write like this... thank you for sharing this one. i needed it today more than one could know. know it will be read over and over... and felt each time. the last two lines take my breath... take care poetice soul... jm/bs It's amazing How you make your face just like a wall How you take your heart and turn it off How I turn my head and you lose it all ... And it's unnerving How one move just puts me by myself There you go just trusting someone else Now I know I put us both through hell ... I'm not sayin That there was nothing wrong I just didn't think you'd ever get tired of me And I'm not sayin We ever had the right to hold on I just didn't wanna let you get away from me. ~MB20~Leave |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
This is so well done...you have been able to capture a feeling so well without ever saying what it is.... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
told ya Id be back...*smile* it's better each read... butterlfy slippers loves this one  later cool poet friend, jm |
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pandora Member
since 1999-07-26
Posts 184 |
ummm.. wow.. what's your phone number? i mean.. you sure can write something, y'know? loved it!! |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
JM, Glad you liked. I was on a roll this morning (with lots of butter). Martie, Thank you. I appreciate your reply. pandora, What's my phone number? A sequence of key presses on a phone pad. When properly ended, you either hear my voice or the answering machine. Glad you enjoyed. Mike |
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pandora Member
since 1999-07-26
Posts 184 |
geesh.. talk about incognito... LOL... i was just trying to say i liked your style. -pan |
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