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Screams & Whispers |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
No explanations needed I've long since conceeded having agreed in essence to be me there in black & white do read it It's all quite past do let it go move along, over, the show lest your need for vindication all alone in your small nation with planted weeds that over grows in your heart, or conscious mind coloring black your valentine no happy days with thoughts like these plotting, scheming viciously assessing ways to employ a means inwhich my life, destroy anything inwhich I might find pleasure serving me bitterness measure by measure Thin line it is between love & hate from heaven's door & hellish gate from me to you and you to me your thoughts are "here" so constantly unimportant, tho I be according to you concerning me or the we, that used to be See... I'd let go when it hurt me so to be quite near until the spear you jabbed inside aimed at my pride cut through my heart with a precisive art I bled, I cried amid truth, lies I'd begged, then tried to clear the skies but you didn't care, I swear... Only time was on my side & thus I won for my life's begun anew... but you still wish me pain to again, lay slain by your design yet, still you pine so in your haste you follow me here to find one simple truth, my dear YOU languish miserbly within the past wishing somehow to hold me fast with fragile chains so full of rust in dingy dungeons where failure's a must I've learned, paid dearly for my mistakes still, I feel the faintest ache but do not mourn nor dare to grieve you, nor the others I'm granted reprieve so I say with neither tear nor cry farewell, good bye farewell, good bye... -R.T. {Tiersdin} |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
from line to line to line you entwined my heart and the ache leaves me hurting... R.T., thank you... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
I'm left in awe of the power you wove into the lines of this pain and heartache...so delicate yet with the strength of lover's chains that bind then can only rust and break...excellent writing!! You cannot dance in the sun until you have cried in the rain~ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
R.T. do I understand this all so well...yep, you've poured it all out here just like I would have if I could have thought about it long enough, but I'm not thinking much these days. Thanks for the message. |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Sunshine, thank you for commenting. This poem is about a painful event in my life. I was afraid I'd get no replies because of it's length. So, thank you again... Butterflies_don't_cry, thank you so much. You've summed up how I felt in one short paragraph. As you know, a poet or writer is even more so appreciative when the reader actually understands what is being said. Thanks again! Passing shadows, Thank you for you for taking the time to comment! I've been to visit your site... very, very nice! *smiles* -Tier |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
R.T. I am glad this popped back up...no one should be afraid to read long poems...they offer SO much... so I am back for a re-read, and an entry into my library... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Measured by quality this is exquisite! Measured by quantity, it is equally so. The length of a poem doesn't matter, it's the heart that does.  |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
You led us down the spiral staircase of a painful part in your life. I'm so glad that in the end you could lead us back up again. Very nicely done. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
anything inwhich I might find pleasure serving me bitterness measure by measure Thin line it is between love & hate from heaven's door & hellish gate from me to you and you to me your thoughts are "here" so constantly unimportant, tho I be according to you concerning me or the we, that used to be See... I'd let go when it hurt me so to be quite near until the spear you jabbed inside aimed at my pride cut through my heart with a precisive art I bled, I cried amid truth, lies I'd begged, then tried to clear the skies but you didn't care, I swear... Only time was on my side & thus I won for my life's begun anew... but you still wish me pain to again, lay slain by your design yet, still you pine so in your haste you follow me here to find one simple truth, my dear YOU languish miserbly within the past wishing somehow to hold me fast with fragile chains so full of rust in dingy dungeons where failure's a must I've learned, paid dearly for my mistakes still, I feel the faintest ache but do not mourn nor dare to grieve you, nor the others I'm granted reprieve so I say with neither tear nor cry farewell, good bye farewell, good bye... ================ this is amazing ... so much expression... excellent purge of emotion...with such depth very well written... I hope you find your release and healing in your writing ... this offering speaks to that question well. take care jm There are moments ... when I Love you beyond the limits of my human heart ... ...you will always be mine. Collin Raye |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Hi again, this is phenomenal. What a story, and your use of words makes it that much better. (I'm glad if he wanted more, and it was too late!) Peace Sandra |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
this is a very beautiful poem loved every line, There is always an ache that sometimes you wish would disapear, My hope is one day it will be filled with a power of love. |
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