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SpitFire
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since 2000-04-19

Posts 2396

0 posted 2001-10-09 12:43 PM

We sweep ourselves into plastic pans
and static electricity claims the dust in heaps.
I pass over hardwood without resistance -
we meet in a whirl.
I see the heat crawl towards the doorway,
and feel the curl of you behind it all.

Today is a day I know not well.

We. We were a pair of tomorrows, I swear.
Now I’m seeing foreign. I’m falling fruitless between -
while you wrinkle wax and polish,...while you slide.
I'm curving designs into flooring with what remains,
as we sample protection in age, time spent devoted,
sweeping still with anxiety and forfeit. Oh no.

Today is a day I know not well.

And so a coiled hair cannot bind,
it will never resemble a trace of where we were,
but still it whistles in silence, it grasps me in turns,
while you cast seconds in upsweep, for hours,
to watch them fall again, and again
into palms caked dry and cracking.

insect
Senior Member

since 2000-04-22

Posts 1014

1 posted 2001-10-09 01:45 PM

Fire, sweet fire burning so bright
Burn a sweet flame, burn it tonight
Twinkles and crackles flaring up high
Tickling my tonsils making me sigh

Professor Gloom
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since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

2 posted 2001-10-09 01:53 PM

Very nicely done
enjoyed the read.

Gloom

Sven

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since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

3 posted 2001-10-09 08:06 PM

excellently done my friend. . .

your images here are superb. . . they pull the reader in and make them think. . . exactly as it should be. . .

superbly done. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Dark Angel
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since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

4 posted 2001-10-09 08:35 PM

See what I mean! I just finished replying to you at my post and telling you how I collapse after reading you. Here I am picking myself up of the floor again....

This IS a day I KNOW too well!

I am trying to pick favourite lines but Alicia, I love them all. I love how I've got to think of what you mean exactly and seeing the different images flickering through my mind. I love the feelings your poetry emits.

Thank you!

Maree

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

5 posted 2001-10-10 12:10 PM

Hootie and the Blowfish sang about time.
"Time, why you punish me?"
And deep holes warp time as if it didn't exist. And our minds can barely fathom time itself, and what each moment means, if it means anything at all. Some people have too much of it, and others ....well, it's time to leave this thought floating in time and space.
I really enjoy your writings, even though I'm not sure I really understand them 'all the time'.

SmittenKitten
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since 2001-06-20

Posts 1131
where the sky and horizon meet

6 posted 2001-10-10 03:26 AM

Spitfire~ I loved the flow of your images...it's like taking a little trip through your subconscious. Your poems definitely leave me pondering...

Hugs,
~Krista

Your beautiful words & creativity allow me to connect with the same in myself.
Thank you for having the courage to share yourself so that I can too

Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

7 posted 2001-10-10 09:55 AM

I see the heat crawl towards the doorway,
and feel the curl of you behind it all.
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We. We were a pair of tomorrows, I swear.
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And so a coiled hair cannot bind,
it will never resemble a trace of where we were,
but still it whistles in silence, it grasps me in turns
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impressive write ... intense emote.
always good to see your name here ...
even as limited as it seems to be now.
take care
jm

Here I stand like it matters...
once love is through-it gets scattered by the rain
and pain gives me the right to be unkind ...

Dark Angel
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since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

8 posted 2001-10-11 12:58 PM

Wanted to read you again.
into my library it goes

Maree

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

9 posted 2001-10-24 03:03 AM

"I'm curving designs into flooring with what remains,
as we sample protection in age, time spent devoted,
sweeping still with anxiety and forfeit. Oh no."

I am afraid I know these lines a bit too well! This extremely well done, I am really enjoying your work and metaphors, and hope to see more. Thank you.

~*~ Carpe' Diem ~*~

wayoutwalt
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 4870
TEXAS (it's all big)

10 posted 2001-10-24 07:13 AM

a poem well writ by a master of word yhu

catalinamoon

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since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

11 posted 2001-10-24 07:17 AM

Wow. Want to go back to California and live on the beach with me?? It sounds like it stinks there where you are as much as here where I am.
Peace.
Sandra

RSWells
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since 2001-06-17

Posts 2533

12 posted 2001-10-24 04:27 PM

Some dust is best left settled. Being mostly our shed skin it's movement and disposition can be painful change, an irretrievable yesterday replaced by an unfamiliar and too shiny subsitute of today with a skewed glance at tomorrow.

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