Open Poetry #12 |
Purge |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
You are just like every other, other man, I've ever known. Lost within your whirl, unfurled-- a labyrinth, enmapped of world... solace found in a pressed pin, half-way - this way - watch me spin - where all the air is filled with spice, half-assed accent will suffice-- as long as you pay twice, my friend... Close your eyes. Pretend it's nice. Now tell me that my tears are dew-- if not for me? Then, for you... Tell me heartache's something blue. Tell me there's a thought that's new. Yell at me. (that makes it true...) in bed of lies that breed like lice... acceptance of the you in you. Part of me, still mourns, it's true-- the part of me I wished would die... I live each day in hope--renew-- and pray that love is not a lie. |
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Lady Lightning Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 422Kentucky |
Oh MY serenity...how did you ever know what was on my mind this morning? This is so , so good...very powerful thoughts here..IWIHWT...This is wonderful..Hugs..~LL~< !signature--> The way to love anything is to realize it might be lost. author unknown [This message has been edited by Lady Lightning (edited 01-13-2001).] |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Serenity~ Sweetie you have written this with such emotion and this reader could feel all of it ~HUGS~ always Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hey Celeste this is a great write....emotion packed and intense...I see you haven't lost your touch....ethome |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
serenity???? ummm... omigod ((((hugs))))) i just spilled my coffee... dammit!!! on my keyboard |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Please purge more often! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
where all the air is filled with spice, half-assed accent will suffice-- as long as you pay twice, my friend... Close your eyes. Pretend it's nice. ================== Tell me heartache's something blue. Tell me there's a thought that's new. Yell at me. (that makes it true...) in bed of lies that breed like lice... acceptance of the you in you. ================== the part of me I wished would die... I live each day in hope--renew-- and pray that love is not a lie. ================== I dont even have the words...so just get ready baby... cuz Im walkin on me lips to ya... I wanna touch the pen and hug the poet who wrote it headed south me twin...call the pizza boy... serious slumber party No one ever told me ... I could get lost while standing still ... and sorrow doesnt make a sound ... as it takes away all your will. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
This one has real BITE to it! |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Purge is complete Serenity now replete... good job Girl! |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
S'en, Love definitely isn't a lie -- but love can be full of liars. And talk about an apt title! I love the line about the solace in a pressed pin. You've done it again. Mike |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Powerful writing my dear... hugs hey? Write and tell me how you are K... love K |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Love definitely isn't a lie -- but love can be full of liars. ====================== Mike...you need to be kissed for this line... like I have always said my squirrel so cool... wise beyond your years ... pardon me sen....had to worship for a moment so much wisdom on this thread ... me lips need much chapstick hehe No one ever told me ... I could get lost while standing still ... and sorrow doesnt make a sound ... as it takes away all your will. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
...don't believe love is ever a lie, just fleeting at times, blinded by passion, short lived and spent just as soon as the fuel is gone, as a match sparks so brilliantly when struck, burns hot, then dies almost as quick when it consumes the stick; love nevertheless, but love that must be controlled by the head and not the heart; must be known for what it is, and treated thus; we must not be blind, but hot, feverent passion is blinding in it's intensity...unfortunately. |
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