Open Poetry #7 |
sugarbunny |
rene Member
since 2000-04-24
Posts 113 |
essentialy i am to me a blood splash on a tear stained cheek the point at which the blade came in and took away a world of sin whispered about in secret rhymes i am a stopped clock of our times wanted by the graveyard gates imprisoned by the walls of fate she licked my lips and flew by night and i never saw her shine so bright |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
This poem is very deep and strong. I come away puzzled at the meaning of the title, and yes, some of the poem too. But the sorrowing, disturbing puzzle of the words are what good poetry is all about. I'm sorry I missed it before. It's powerful and filled with emotion. I was especially moved by the line "i am a stopped clock of our times" - that gives me chills. I have known that feeling. Very good poem. ~ ~ ~ The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Took me awhile to get past the title, too...glad I did...(sugarbunny was a bit too soon after Easter...) Again, so glad I did...not what I expected...and I do so love surprises...Thanks...great work. |
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rene Member
since 2000-04-24
Posts 113 |
thank you for posting your thought's. i don't have much time and so i don't get to look at many, glad you liked it. |
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