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Isolation Blue
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Isolation Blue |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada 
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Isolation Blue In a small town dark and distant far from the home town girl where broken hearts are jaded there's a lonely service world where the pen of love stopped flowing with a promise turned away and far away there's and old love to blame. Chorus: Secret memoirs of pages filled with passion tear stained letters in a box made for shoes dreams inked on promise everlasting a river of words in isolation blue There's grey skies after sunshine when the naked heartaches rain and a soldier can get buried with his life still in his veins and the chapters of defeat are written on Deadman's lane and far away there's an old love to blame. There was a distant fire an old desire a deep eternal flame but the weeping winds came calling and cold eyes can't explain that the hopeless road to freedom is a rope that cheats the pain and far away there's an old love to blame. Secret memoirs of pages filled with passion tear stained letters in a box made for shoes dreams inked on promise everlasting a river of words in isolation blue. This piece is meant to have a bluesy,folksey medium flowing jazzy acoustic back beat. copyrighteltrue@E3B1G92001 Roach & Morris copyrighteltrue@E3B1G92001 Roach & Morris The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up spaces of consciousness and resistance; to language oppressions; to re-language historie [This message has been edited by ethome (edited 09-03-2001).] |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ETHome~ 'There's a distant fire an old desire a deep eternal flame' Now this is outstanding heart-squeezing~ I like it all ... but this line really moves me~ Good show~  *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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The Rusty Knight Member
since 2001-08-29
Posts 414Texas |
Good piece to read by the fire light with a glass of wine....brings back memories of lost love "weeping winds" fan the fires... Death comes not when we cease to breath, but when we cease to dream. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Eric, you have just SO written my life. This whole piece. I just MUST add this to my library now. Tear stained letters in a box made for shoes Who let you into my house? I have one of those boxes. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Marge! I appreciate your comment! The Rusty Knight ...I like the handle! Thanks for stopping by the fire to have a glass of wine and read this! Nope I haven't been into your house Tracey. I'm glad you could relate and thanks for taking the time to read this! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
ethome-- There's that melody slow coursing through I can hear it crying with the blues and you |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
ethome..this is good. seems like i stay in this state of mind most of the time...great read alan |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
You sang one of the songs of the ages. I hear a bluesy tune in here, and I see a sad lonely face peering over the top of that ol'shoe box....the same kind of box that later in life holds baby photos and IRS documents. |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
ethome This was so wonderfully written and I enjoyed each and every word..thank you! Take care......Sue Suetang |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
There's a distant fire an old desire a deep eternal flame but the weeping winds keep blowing and cold eyes hide the pain it's a sorry mind to gather and a hard thing to explain and far away there's an old love to blame. Secret memoirs of pages filled with passion tear stained letters in a box made for shoes dreams inked on promise everlasting a river of words in isolation blue. ================================== Oh sing it E-babes....sing it....... bring on the blues ... I'll cry ya a river  a soulful melodic write Ethome... love the chorus... If I hold up my lighter will ya play one more Keep the hits comming. very cool poet-pal jm A man who asks a woman to lie for him, is a man who will lie to that woman. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
What a perfect blues song..and I feel it all the way. Wow. Wonderful write. Sandra |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Awesome sweet poet man...simply awesome |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
you played my song.  |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Makes me wish I hadn't pawned my guitar. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Outstanding writing...James |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Martie, you know I always like singing to you flower girl. Alan thanks, sorry about your presence of mind. Midnitesun I thank you for the reference to bluesy song and I hope you can afford an album to put your baby pictures in.....to hell with the tax man! Suetang you are very sweet and I appreciate your kind words! Hey Janet Marie my poet pet, don't you burn yourself! Thanks for the reference to soulful and melodic. You know I always try! Catalinamoon I'm so very glad you could hear the blues in this work and thanks for the comments! Paula you are a very sweet poet lady and thanks for being that way! Celeste I'd play a song for you any day...just let me know when. Thanks! Duncan that's against the unwritten rules of life to pawn your guitar...get some bread and get it back, you'll be happier! Thanks! Hey James thank you for the outstanding word....much appreciated! The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
gee ethome have you walked in my shoes seems we are both singing the blues excellently expressed Hope |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thanks Hope for taking the time to read this piece and for the comments! |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Yeah. There is always an old flame to blame when it comes to love. Good read. I'd like to hear it put to music. Melton |
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mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
Very good work, yes. Old love dies hard. Now, you need that song. |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
We can hear it very well, Ethome...you truer talents are showing... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Music to my ears......such a beautiful song you are singing with this one Ethome. Well done my friend.... On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Thank you Mirror Man and yes, you are right, old love does die hard!! Lady in White thanks for the comments...I hope the truer talents will be adequate! Thank you Gentle Spirit I appreciate your comment as I like to write song lyrics. So music to your ears is a great compliment!! |
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