Dark Poetry #3 |
Seven days |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
If you haven't seen The Ring, this probably won't make sense. Then again, it might. Seven days You pick flies off my mirror, child, holding them by their wings in yours. Swimming horses drown against stone walls. You burn red-tipped trees in my hands. Do you see the lid of the well? Close me deep within your bones. Oh, the succorless call to deny. Let seven days dine their fill. |
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~K Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 104 |
I am going to see the ring tomorrow so I will read this tomorrow night & let you know what I think! |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Loved the movie...and enjoyed your view much mr mikey... and some makin up for lost reads? Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
haven't seen the movie though I want to poems don't "need" to make "sense" I enjoy them on subconcious levels problably more than in Egoland I love the visions in this a small wisp of "Horse latitudes" bobbed up makes me want to see the movie even more dammit can I borrow 8 bucks, dude? b |
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~K Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 104 |
Wow, what a movie!!!!! & a very interesting poem! both creepy & seductive! |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks all. The poem was written to floor Lori, and on that level, it succeeded quite nicely. Glad to see you around these parts again, Devina. I hope to find the time to read some of your recent stuff soon... Thanks again! Mikey |
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