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dark shades of green |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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No it is not quite enough to hint a cryptic "life is rough" I give you now dark shades of green and memories of St. Paddy's screams... Parade, charade, a glance of prance a lonely girl, I took a chance, and dressed myself in ribbon's bows and glittered mighty--gave a show... fourteen years old--I dared to dance and everything was rhyme--romance. I drank the mead they offered free, like drinking life--I drank the green. I drank of life. and life drank me. I drank a fife of flute flow sweet. I sang. I danced. I grasped the hand the driver of a bright green van, oh-he-would-bring-me-home you see, and all his friends? of course, they're sweet... They brought me where the levee breaks... they showed me edge of heart forsaked. They tried to clamp upon my breast a jump start as I bit--protest... the back of hand in reprimand, my head enfolded by command... "Don't let her bleed on carpet new! capture blood in towel, fool!" The Mississippi, in the spring, more mighty than a prophet's sing-- they rolled me down the levee's side and there they left me, there to die. How cursed then is sweet sunrise, a glimpse from slit of swollen eyes-- I heard the van roar round the bend and closed my eyes in death's pretend. I heard it stop and footsteps stomp, I heard him mutter, "Oh dear god..." and the driver came to me, and I heard him whisper prayer in plea... "Let her be alive, dear god..." as he pulled me from the sod. The driver that had pulled me in, returned to bring me home again. Every year, I live it new. This time I share it all with you. More like a keening of kaddish-- reliving luck of sad irish. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Parade, charade, a glance of prance a lonely girl, I took a chance, and dressed myself in ribbon's bows and glittered mighty--gave a show... fourteen years old--I dared to dance and everything was rhyme--romance. I drank the mead they offered free, like drinking life--I drank the green. ==================== for some things there are no words, nor rhymes ... Im sorry me twin...and me loves ya ... and more than all that... Im proud of you for the courage this takes ... and proud to call you my friend. hugs baby  |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
thank you Jan...I wanted someone to delete this---but somehow? I don't think it's that easy...I wish Ron WERE god....HUGS |
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bslicker 
since 2000-12-04
Posts 2321state of mind |
Now why would you want to delete this, you went from the time of being young. And you got thru it, so "Let her be alive, dear god...." Your alive...... and you have let us all know this..  Bernie Bernie Slicker |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
Brave even to remember. Please be careful people with trust. |
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Embers_Before_God Member
since 2001-03-06
Posts 101USA |
wow...i liked this...Embers |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SweetSerenity~ If these tears are yours - why are they falling from my eyes ~I care~ Let me hold them for you until you can be here with a smile and then we will revel in your ~ joy ~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
oh serenity...don't know what to say cept to agree with marge your tears fall from my eyes too...incredible write lady......sending big big hugs |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Serenity....you are very strong....and I applaude you.... |
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