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Molded Bliss |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Someone swept the rug beneath the surety of mine own feet. An instant blink and all is gone with nothing left but dirge of song. Every dawn arises sun, a yoke upon my spirit hung-- the very light confuses me. I crave dark--where I should be. I long for days of molded bliss-- a hankie tied in pulse of fist with just the taste of ecstacy untying tongue of false god's plea... Now there is no place left to turn, as embers smolder in my yearn. Now it is all left up to me-- I had no clue I once was free. [This message has been edited by serenity (edited 08-07-2001).] |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
A sigh~~~~~~~~for serenity... huggssssss ~Wynter...very nicely written, I felt the words. "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Oh Dear. You've stopped me dead in my tracks. My tongue is twisted and I just hope that you're alright. *Peace poet K. |
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illusion Member
since 2001-06-19
Posts 296 |
An instant blink and all is gone I've often heard that we don't appreciate what we have until it's gone - but that truth isn't absolute. Feeling blessed doesn't protect us from the grief of loss.  I like your poem very much - but it made my heart ache. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I felt every word, every word. And yes, being blessed doesn't stop us from aching and hurting. Take comfort in the ones around you and embrace their love. " I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be" George William Curtis" |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
When you have no strength of your own, draw from the ones you love, that is what they are for. My heart aches from the words in this poem, and all I can say is, God Bless! ~ To see real beauty you must look with your heart ~ |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoy  |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
how blessed can we really be?? 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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howpeculiar Member
since 2000-12-12
Posts 56 |
Oh, K... aching, hon, just aching... ~ Every dawn arises sun, a yoke upon my spirit hung-- the very light confuses me. I crave dark--where I should be. ~ Damn. I understand this a little too deeply, sort of stopped me, and I smiled -- tight-lipped -- 'cause I knew, yanno? ~ I long for days of molded bliss-- a hankie tied in pulse of fist with just the taste of ecstacy untying tongue of false god's plea... ~ Wow. ‘Nuf said. Sighs and strength, sweetie. Take very good care of yourself. And go talk to a tree or somethin'  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Every dawn arises sun, a yoke upon my spirit hung-- the very light confuses me. I crave dark--where I should be. I long for days of molded bliss-- a hankie tied in pulse of fist with just the taste of ecstacy untying tongue of false god's plea... Now there is no place left to turn, as embers smolder in my yearn. Now it is all left up to me-- I had no clue I once was free. ======================================= the imagery...the absolutely divine rhyme, they pale next to the pure aching express of the emotions.. when you write...you are free......... hugs me twin love ya me wont you sing me your poetry |
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