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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Hollow Eyes Two lives Wondering Where am I going wrong Where is that sweet song That for which I long Where have I gone wrong She lives two lives Neither are replete One she lives with him And gives him hollow eyes Won’t say the words of love Which have long since gone Neither will she steal his trust Her commitment wears along The other life, she lives within In the quiet of her world Where the silk is thin Like the skin she is in Where she has found herself And is content with that treasure Where she buffers all the waves And takes her daily measure So then, her eyes glow In the like of her soul Where she can find peace Come to some ease For how can one love another If one doesn’t love oneself? She picks herself up And dusts herself off Leaves her world of quiet Returns to his held aloft And offers…hollow eyes Thus commited, reprised. write with grace, all others lose face; "Jo was very tall, thin, ... and reminded one of a colt..." LMA |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
And therein lies the soul of strength and knowledge of what life can offer. Wonderful write. I so enjoy the structure of this piece and the way that it pulls one into it and allows us to see a bit of ourselves in it. I do believe that this one will reach many in a variety of ways. To each of us will shall find a special hold on this one and that shows a remarkable talent of penning. Well done. |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Lady this is utterly fabulous, it flows with a spirit like the rivers of dreams, I really love this work. Such truth held in this, such wonderful writing. This is truly a soul portrayed. I love this and this is excellent writing Take care love as always Puck  Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
from another with 'hollow eyes' I will softly applaude and say that this is perfectly penned.....sigh...thanks for sharing  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
She lives two lives Neither are replete One she lives with him And gives him hollow eyes Won’t say the words of love Which have long since gone Neither will she steal his trust Her commitment wears along The other life, she lives within In the quiet of her world Where the silk is thin Like the skin she is in Where she has found herself And is content with that treasure Where she buffers all the waves And takes her daily measure So then, her eyes glow In the like of her soul Where she can find peace Come to some ease For how can one love another If one doesn’t love oneself? She picks herself up And dusts herself off Leaves her world of quiet Returns to his held aloft And offers…hollow eyes Thus commited, reprised. =================== you write it poetically perfectly ... I relate painfully all to well ... very well done ... yes...reprised ... excellent writing Lady Strange ... the desire for certain pleasures is a part of my pain. ~Kahlil Gibran~ |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
this is just so sad....comepletely sad.......very well written, but so so sad........ SEA |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Lady, How many have those hollow eyes how many have lead several lives how lonely in their many ways how lonely be their many days? thanks for sharing this, Kraw' |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Isn't life a puzzle..? Knowing which way to go and all... How a person feels caught in a world within themselves... I wonder many times if I've done the right things. nice work... dale Writing isn't just something I do, it's something I am. To write of feelings that touch all hearts in some manner is my delight. -Marge Tindal |
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ATelamon Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 328Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up |
I once knew a person who hid behind "Hollow Eyes" They kept her alive yet when a time came no matter her want or try She could not open the same |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
And each day, one must decide whether or not to keep the promise. That's what this piece made me think of. Love is a decision, not just a feeling. |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
I too see a bit of myself in these words. love must come from within ourself first. That is where the happiness begins and ends when it's all said and done. Great poem! Deb |
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DreamLess Member
since 2001-02-28
Posts 92 |
nice words.. WRITTEN BY ME..(17 YRS HIGHSCHOOL GIRL) EASY ON ME.. I'M JUST AN AMATEUR |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
LIW~ You have pulled all the old feelings to the surface with this poem...my heart still finds the ache in these words...truth is a hard thing to look at when it's a mirror...Powerful work...I can't even comment the way that I want to due to the overwhelming feeling of understanding in this piece...take care of you and I do hope that those eyes are filled with sunshine and love in the very near future...as you so eloquently wrote...you "can't love another...until you love yourself"....how very true...and we only seem to really learn that lesson the hard way...hugs to you! "I wish the real world would just stop Hasseling me!" Real World MB20 |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
I did not expect the number of responses, nor the magnitude of your feelings...thank you all for sharing... write with grace, all others lose face; "Jo was very tall, thin, ... and reminded one of a colt..." LMA |
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