Dark Poetry #3 |
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Crying Came Later |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas ![]() |
Crying Came Later Iris-blue heart wet-bathed in 'I told you so' tears tripped by the crack between love-hate ideas trying to survive the mixed feelings of freedom versus 'I don't want to go', stumbles and falls - crying came later; passionate waves of emptiness surrounded by flesh and blood - desiccated remains of blessed love… Shades of gray, darkest night, can't see day for lack of light, tortured heart's slowing beat, Close my eyes…my eyes, pray to sleep. w. james beard, jr. © august 2001 ...not about me, my friends. [This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 10-28-2001).] |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Ahh..not about you, perhaps, but still very effective in its communication. I love this! Sometimes the heart needs the solace of solitude and silence. |
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catalinamoon![]()
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Beautiful and glad it's not about you. Sandra |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
"Trying to survive the mixed feelings of freedom verses I don't want to go." For some the choice seems easier then others..James |
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Immortal Beloved Junior Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 42the carpathians |
"freedom versus 'I don't want to go', stumbles and falls -.......... Shades of gray, darkest night, can't see day for lack of light, tortured heart's slowing beat, Close my eyes…my eyes, pray to sleep." hmmm....these lines particularly drew me in,i relate i suppose. i like your choice of words and your crafting,good work. ammelid¤ Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt~Julius Caesar |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~J,...the title itself gives me one of those 'heart drops'. I was almost hesitant to open. But gosh, to read these words you've written, to have the feeling leap inside my chest and ache the way it has, just proves your skill is soaring. You have always 'spoken' to me through your writing. This one in particular, with it's wording and the distant, lonely tone, conveys such hurt, I sigh. *Peace friend, always. |
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