Open Poetry #15 |
Escaping Words ( an old one I ran across) |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Still the words That run through mind And escape, darting, Weaving onto paper Do nothing but stain The blank white To match soul Unsteadily they stagger Leaving tracks going To freedom or no where They don’t say They listen Hopeful of hearing Straining for a sound To break the unruly Silence of thought Ex cons tructions of chained Imprisonment in the recesses What is written will Lie in cells Locked…. Keys hidden Just as now I am |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Again, you leave me a little speechless with so much to think upon... well done, Captain! |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
The questioning torment of Inspiration gone dry? Or the meaning interrogated for value? Strong impressions here, Ron. -MVS "When you tell the Truth, you never have to remember what you just said." |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Been there, done that. Well done my friend. Chilling tracks to follow down the page. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Lady.. I would not leave you speachless for your voice adds so much in this place... Mark..thanks for your comments... and perhaps both..from another time and plaace. Interloper.. Thanks for the comment... I think anyone that has lived has been there and done that.. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Like this a lot, Ron. And understand the feeling. Sandra |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
don't you like it when you find something like this?? well done my friend. . . --------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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