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Our Own Small Voice
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Our Own Small Voice |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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This was written for a friend that went through a terrible break-up and suffered terribly....and I couldn't get away from the negative although my heart went out to him because of the pain he was experiencing....? OUR OWN SMALL VOICE Friable imposters love and virtue always leaving, like water drying up in a weed choked ditch, Our own small voice left to dirty lodgings. Once we were dedicated to the ribbon at the finish line. Faultlessly prepared, bold in bearing, fueled with pride, hunters unfeigned with prowess like young argonauts, in quest of romantic fleece. Outwardly then, our nature can change and be callous, insensible, utterly disparaging, discernably hard. Chords rusted, hiding from being struck again. Feelings left for dead in broken miserable breasts. No more moonlit strolls, fireside philosophy, snug fast homefront. We speak to others disguised from our own small voice, with passionless white lips comporting. Melancholy shades of life these, no love, no virtue, not sharing from our own small voice. The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Oh, ethome, you can feel the pain come right through the words and grab you. Haunting work. You have captured those feelings well. I hope this helped your friend. It's never easy to go through such a thing. Give him my best. All writing comes |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Ethome...you know your friend very well. Unfortunately, it can happen just like this. Give him our hope... you have our best... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
We speak to others disguised from our own small voice, with passionless white lips comporting. Melancholy shades of life these, no love, no virtue, not sharing from our own small voice. ========================= you have captured the ache and lonely desperation we feel in the aftermath of a break up. well done E...Im sure your friend found comfort in your understanding. she said I dont know why you ever would lie to me |
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snowpants Member Elite
since 2000-09-16
Posts 2061KS |
'Outwardly then, our nature can change and be callous, insensible, utterly disparaging, discernably hard. Chords rusted, hiding from being struck again. Feelings left for dead in broken miserable breasts.' Unfortunately, this is what the heart does to protect itself after such hurt...excellent expression of these feelings, ethome...I love it... sp  I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Everyones pain is different...how they react...whether they hold it in or lash out...people can be cruel...its good he has you sweet poet man....hugs |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
This is a true expression of this feeling. WOnderful job. Sandra |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Our own small voice, lost in the din of dark despair and admittedly more melodious when a duet. Thank you. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
A small voice is intriguingly powerful in this poignant piece. Your writing is superb Liz |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
PT, this is haunting in its pain, and quite awesomely written. Sometimes when you write it's like starlight, sometimes its moonbeams, and sometimes like this its the crystalline of ice. Sharp and clear and achingly sad. Excellent writing as always love, your friend is so lucky to have you. PT YOU are absolutely fabulous, give your friend our love, and some of your hope. love as always Mushy    Take back the hope you gave,- I claim |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
You do indeed capture the pain.. well written, but I have come to expect that from you... |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
I think Liz, summed up what I felt... wonderful work, my friend... Regards, Sudhir "I was born intelligent - education ruined me" |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
You have awakened the small still voice inside of us with your work which SHOUTS the truth. Well writ my friend. |
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