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Love is a Line
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Love is a Line |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396
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Love, is a line - it separates yesterday from a sunrise in sections. It skims across the morning that rests between us, it traces gold. I never knew the strength surrounding silence as I do now, it's somehow as equally assuring as it is suspicious. I hold anxiety, in fists. I weigh it’s strength in trembles, and wonder how you’d measure if I were to compare. I’d never before, and now the thought absorbs the color from my face, it spins my stomach into fits. I can feel thunder rising when I think like that, and you, you swing yourself outside of where you are, for now. While I hang on to what I can of seconds of you, here. While I take every fist of thought that escapes you and grab it double. And I wish that the glass could hold an hour of me, but fear that the blue will just fade upon intake, run clear after all these tries. I pray, that color will fill you with it’s magic, wash you with it’s life. For I see the blue before me taunting, and you see anger on the walls. We’d come a step between each other, then aligned ourselves all nice and tight again. Just the realization of existence can twist the insides of people once unsure. People like us. Who travel with experiences in our smiles, with reasons in our eyes, and love, yeah love, somewhere in the back. It’s there in a tap of conversation or thought, it’s there in an exchange of shading, and it crawls at our feet just itching to be, to live in it’s moments that leak. I trade what I can with the hours and worship it as our connection. Although it separates, and is a stretch away from what we need. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
SpitFire--You write with such depth of feeling and you do it so well it makes my head spin. You are awesome! |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
I started copying and pasting my favorite lines from this, then realized I may as well recite the whole poem. Amazing. I mean that. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
And I wish that the glass could hold an hour of me, but fear that the blue will just fade upon intake, run clear after all these tries. I pray, that color will fill you with it’s magic, wash you with it’s life. For I see the blue before me taunting, and you see anger on the walls. loved this imagery... very nicely written... I have enjoyed those post of yours I have read..and see you have more than a little talent for writing... looking forward to reading more... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"And I wish that the glass could hold an hour of me, but fear that the blue will just fade upon intake, run clear after all these tries. I pray, that color will fill you with it’s magic, wash you with it’s life. For I see the blue before me taunting, and you see anger on the walls." sighing...and how I wish I could write like this...you have written me speechless once again Miss A-- |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Alicia, I'm speechless, I try to express how reading you makes me feel. The depth and feeling you put into your writing is so refreshing. You're an incredible poet. Loved every single line.  Maree. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Found this again, had another read and I am still speechless. This should be on page one! Bump. It is now going into my library for my perusal whenever I want. Maree |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
SpitFire~ Holy Moly ! This is so good ! I don't know how it got by me ... but I could hug Dark Angel for popping it to the forefront .... and you for writing it ! *HUGS* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Wow, I am glad not to have missed this as well. Quite something, you are..and you thinking you are not so much of a poet..Not so..not a bit. Wonderful writing, and thoughts. Sandra |
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