Dark Poetry #3 |
Until Then Let Me Shiver |
MIdsummerRain Member
since 2002-05-19
Posts 175St. Louis, Missouri |
SHIVER Bound by skin's Simplicity, Giddiness turns around; To face a rival Bitterness, Which your Eyes & Lips surround. Beneath the Wanderings torn apart, You'll find this Woman -who Burns- To be Needed, Wanted, Saught upon, & from this she never learns. Haunting Darkness-Taste me- Glide across my Shallow Heart; Take this as my Slinder Frame, Becomes Whole, then falls Apart. Know that, Essence in its Purest form, Is an Angel who Weeps alone; Tears that reach the Sky from above, Is but an Emotion left unknown. One day Men will look back & say |
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Jessica
since 2001-06-28
Posts 350South AL |
This piece was very deep, and dark. I loved it... one of those that you completely understand but if someone asked you to explain it would be beyond words. Wonderful job... ~Jess |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Ethereal, dark, broken, strong, beautiful. Reminds me of the work of singer Monica Richards (of Faith and the Muse). And just by uttering that, I am inviting Lori to come down on my head. Loved th' words in this! Mikey "I fall into your arms." |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
like being lost in an October evening... and not like lost on the map either. i loved the first line. it made me stop... what a great line. the second stanza gave me a bittersweet smile. haven't seen ya in a while... but then i been pretty random round here myself... nice to see ya. eloquent and haunting as usual. it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown [This message has been edited by MidnightSon (08-22-2002 04:31 AM).] |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
Wow I like this it going in my library If your afraid of the dark, then why did you come? |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
this is with a yearning wise power and reads with points prickling enjoyed Brian I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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