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aran
Junior Member

since 2003-05-18

Posts 34

0 posted 2003-05-28 10:11 PM

The Trilogy

I.
She sits to my right
the white
of her eyes
the white in her sleeves
direct the light
away from me
like her life
ending where i start

we match like gloves
we lack who loves
that who knows
our love of words
that chase themselves
away from distraction
straight towards abstraction
and then detract
our trend of lies
our art of commanding
these dead flies
that have a fist
that rules our life

we fight a war
of push and pull
in the same direction
both north and south
east and west
together we stand
pulling together
moved to be still.

II.
She seeks my friend
Like someone else
That I don’t know
That ends up here
With me
With life lived away
Somewhere else
Other then with this bird
A recalling bird
That sends its wings
Over the seas
To find it’s head
That’s been lost
For years.

She tries to preach
Her practices
She tries to take
The right path
But to the left
There is a road
That’s too long for her
To resist going down
In the hopes of finding
My best friend’s heart
Hidden in the outskirts
Of some forsaken place
Beyond love and hate
And trapped in a cage
Made of the words
Of his friends
And made of the bones
Of his lies.

The highway she chooses
Converges with mine
The divine
Is out of the question
For she is lost
And yet
Too easy to find
In her place

The occasion
To love or hate
Someone so much
That you wish to be them
Under the stars
When they crash down
Upon reality
And seal your life
In a package of dreams.

III.
The ripples in the pool
Come back to the place
Where I stand now
My mouth, agape
At what I knew
And about what I saw
So many days ago
While I was falling.

I recall her standing there
Her hair blowing in the wind
The end coming near
The sky black
The crows gathered
The scavengers appeared
Everyone waited
As the drops of drunken fluid
Went down the narrow path
Beneath her feet
As the ground weakened
As the earth grumbled
As the earth toppled
As she fell through a crack

So suddenly she was
And so suddenly was gone
The morality of her coming
Like the essence of her going
As steady as the wind
Yet as subtle as the crack
That grew underneath her
And ended the dream
That she was
And the fantasy
Of a time long lost.

[a note to the reader:
This is one of my earlier works; it was done a good three years ago when my poetic abilities were in their infancy. I am not all that confident in this work, but i reread it again today and was struck by the way i wrote it and the way it forms itself so oddly. Although i feel it lacks polish, i figured i would share it, for it is a proverbial glimpse at my poetic heart.]

Brad Majors

Member Elite

since 2001-04-03

Posts 2647
Georgia

1 posted 2003-05-29 02:35 PM

Even though it may lack polish it still is good.

princessdani3122
Junior Member

since 2003-05-14

Posts 18

2 posted 2003-05-29 07:06 PM

The occasion
To love or hate
Someone so much
That you wish to be them
Under the stars
When they crash down
Upon reality
And seal your life
In a package of dreams.

I normally don't enjoy poems that long , but this one was good .

Danielle

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