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Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member

since 2000-06-08

Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S

0 posted 2002-01-14 02:48 PM

My hands are still red
From the days before
When i was the beast
That i have learned to hate
When i was hard, cold, and final.
Unto you met your fate.
I lived life without living
Having no friends but, then
When you don't belong and don't
Hear nature's song
It takes awhile to regret the pass
with no ties to the present.
But how long will I last?
And the bloody hands come clean.

I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson-

PoetryIsLife

Senior Member

since 2001-10-27

Posts 1763
...in my boxers...

1 posted 2002-01-19 05:11 PM

A very brooding piece here. But nicely done. I wonder what the beast is? I can't figure it out. Maybe the depths of the evil in us erupting out at a moment unforseen?

Sincerely,
Titus

Smile, Jesus loves you. :)

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

2 posted 2002-01-20 01:50 AM

boy you need to check out of the hell from time to time. LOL. Good piece. Confusing a little, but good.

Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.)

Secret Whisper
Member

since 2001-01-25

Posts 298
Through the Looking Glass

3 posted 2002-01-20 09:46 AM

Very expressive piece. I get the impression of lack of hope, but perhaps I am just putting my thoughts within your words. I have to agree that what the 'beast' is remains very elusive, which may be what you want or were trying to do. Wonderful write.

Quod me nutrit me destruit.
("What nourishes me also destroys me." - latin)

Jeremiah Johnson
Senior Member

since 2000-06-08

Posts 1223
Brooksville, Fl, U.S

4 posted 2002-01-20 04:07 PM

thanks for all of your replies
this piece goes through like living but not living being cold all your life then one day u figure out that your gonna die and you want to better your life.

if that makes any sense

I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson-

Ginners
Member

since 2000-07-22

Posts 339
Mullica Hill, New Jersey

5 posted 2002-01-21 12:51 PM

I thought this was very good, very good indeed. Great write

"I'll build a wall if we can keep them on the other side"-NIN
"There is no always forever"-The Cure
"Even the losers get lucky some times"-Tom Petty

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