Open Poetry #14 |
Seven Years |
Alicethruglass Member
since 2001-06-19
Posts 368 |
Seven Years Broken, the glass once hanging on wall. She had tried to walk through it body and all. Shards mixed with cuts, the red flowing bright seven bad years, would begin on that night. An unreturned love, a family death, stolen from dreams her pulsing, her breath. Wondering now what the last 3 shall bring, when the broken chips hanging as chimes, breeze their ring. Rainbows of singsong sometimes paint her view, but Alicethruglass sees only what's true. ~A~ |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Very interesting, I like very much Maree |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
vivid stark imagery, with a unique perspective and theme. clever and creative writing. welcome to Passions Alice nice to have you here. take care jm she said I dont know why you ever would lie to me |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Sounds as if you are four years into mending... we certainly hope you find some solace here, through wonderful poetry, and better friends. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Nothing lasts forever! You know what I mean......and a drink of cool water will cleanse your soul no matter how you finally get it.....there's always sunshine after rain! |
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Alicethruglass Member
since 2001-06-19
Posts 368 |
Dark Angel-thank you Janet Marie-Thank you for your welcome and comments. Lady In White-Four years and counting.Thank you. ethome-and all those other cliches, thank you ~A~ |
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