It might as well be yesterday. Today was just the same.

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Kevin Taylor
Member

since 1999-12-23

Posts 185
near Vancouver, BC, Canada

0 posted 2001-10-27 05:40 AM

When I see a poem I pass it by
See paintings, I avert my eyes
Sculpture makes me turn and walk away
But architecture everywhere
Well that just makes me cry

It wasn't always yesterday. Tomorrow never came.
There isn't any hope without your lips upon my name
Every morning lies and says that I'm alive again
That I'm not dying.

When I hear music I've got no place to go
No place to hide outside my soul
No quiet place to lie. When I hear music
I just close my eyes and cry.

It wasn't always yesterday. Tomorrow never came.
There isn't any hope without your lips upon my name
Every morning lies and says that I'm alive again
That I'm not dying.

It wasn't always yesterday. Tomorrow never came.
It might as well be yesterday. Today was just the same.

Kevin

"Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you get there."

[This message has been edited by kevintaylor (edited 10-28-2001).]

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

1 posted 2001-10-27 05:46 AM

Strong writing Kevin...James

Startime
Member Ascendant

since 2000-10-03

Posts 5918
Canada

2 posted 2001-10-27 11:14 AM

WOW!!!This is great writing. Filled with emotion....so that means I love it.

Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams.

Tracey
Member Elite

since 2001-08-29

Posts 2808
where insanity meets breeding

3 posted 2001-10-27 12:54 PM

WOW, this is some powerful. What excellent writing. My hat is off to you sir for an amazing piece of poetry.

It wasn't always yesterday. Tomorrow never came.
There isn't any hope without your lips upon my name
Every morning lies and says that I'm alive again
That I'm not dying.

It wasn't always yesterday. It wasn't always yesterday.
It might as well be yesterday. Today was just the same.

Those lines in particular are stunning. Simply stunning

If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please?

[This message has been edited by Tracey (edited 10-27-2001).]

Rosebud1229
Senior Member

since 2000-04-05

Posts 1813
North Carolina

4 posted 2001-10-27 01:03 PM

wow, I agree this is very powerful, awesome poem, I'm putting in my library.

Kevin Taylor
Member

since 1999-12-23

Posts 185
near Vancouver, BC, Canada

5 posted 2001-10-28 06:58 PM

JamesMichael ~ Thank you!

Startime ~ Emotion... yes it is. I wrote it off a line somebody wrote me in an email; that whenever tthey saw a poem they just clicked past it and it made me think that somehow that person must have been hurt in love. Funny connection but that's how it happened. Thanks!

Tracey ~ Funny where a poem goes... even when you've planned what to say. I like the lines.. I think I'll see if someone knows how to write some music for this one. It might make a decent song too. Thank you!

Rosebud1229 ~ Glad it worked out... and proud to be a included. Thank you!

Kevin

"Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you get there."

Ama Zhu Zhu
Junior Member

since 2000-01-03

Posts 25
Taipei, Taiwan

6 posted 2001-10-30 01:28 AM

Touching poem.. or song. Both.

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

7 posted 2001-10-30 11:19 PM

Kevin~
I love the entire premise of this piece ...
but ... oh my ! I LOVE this line -

'There isn't any hope without your lips upon my name'

Wonderful ... just wonderful~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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