Open Poetry #13 |
loud thoughts |
sillytree New Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 2 |
can't shake this fire that burns closed eyes striking open sores of my mind my jaw cannot speak the motion fufilled, but never a word sleep is miles from here troubles are a tangible fruit indigestable to the majority but if ruled, does my taste exist? bite-sized ants on a bed of infinity where does the beginning start after the ending has begun and the start has finished? it's a long way they say what's relative is everything said and all said and done the fire remains slumber has yet to come. [This message has been edited by sillytree (edited 04-23-2001).] |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Welcome to the family! I really enjoyed this...sometimes what we don't 'hear' in someone's mind is pretty intense. I look forward to reading more from you. Please check your email!! |
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Tessa Member
since 2001-04-21
Posts 67Ohio |
Excellent! |
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sillytree New Member
since 2001-04-23
Posts 2 |
thanks alot peoples |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I wonder if 90% of poets have insomnia... makes one blink! Welcome to Passions! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
oh the thinks one can think when sleep just will not come descriptively powerful! welcome to PIP!!!!! |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
very imaginative, it sounds familiar, maybe Robert Frost "miles to go before I sleep!" it just sounds so famliar, I love it |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
love this one ..I also suffer loud thoughts echoing through festered sores of my mind and taunting sleep |
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