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Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets 
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Five minutes gone and four to come; I’ve felt no better than that second in between When the window was neither open nor shut, Just simply there. I’ve honed the calm urge of suppression sliding Between my ribs and through my heart Tearing softly at tissues and skin, Uncaringly directed in an ambiguous motive. I can’t float any longer. I can’t simply slip away. You won’t find my laughter. You won’t love my way. Seek my pleasure though your veins Open me up and spill my rage in current scarlet Feast on your shuddering, feed on your revulsion. Turn me away. You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. -- Navajo Proverb |
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RosePetal 
since 2001-08-26
Posts 2985South Florida |
Hey M.I It's been awhile! Thank you for gracing the blue pages with your incredible poetry. "I can’t float any longer. I can’t simply slip away. You won’t find my laughter. You won’t love my way" This could be a chorus in a song, I like it! [This message has been edited by RosePetal (edited 11-01-2001).] |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
WOW!!!Power and pain fill this poem. You have expressed yourself so well that my heart jumped from the affect of it. Well done.  Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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Pip Member
since 2001-09-14
Posts 59 |
Drown me out in unuttered madness. Feast upon my eyes, The feckless meanderings of a ruthless child. Do you fear the changing gears of sadness? Tryst within the skies, The dangerous pathways of the untamed wild. Catch my motives with irrational digress. Drink in my newfound guise, Fifteen hours of triumph beguiled. |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Hiya, Wonderful! Did I tell you I've read this yet? Haven't commented til now. I do love it of course. It gets better each time I read it. Now..on to my favorite part...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I’ve honed the calm urge of suppression sliding Between my ribs and through my heart Tearing softly at tissues and skin, Uncaringly directed in an ambiguous motive." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Its always great to read your work! Sometimes the heart needs the solace of solitude and silence. |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Have I ever told you you're a good poet??.. A brat perhaps - but a good poet...  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
There you go, inciting, teasing and pleasing us with your masked words again. Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with knives? Hey, I really liked the poem, and that Pipster reply  |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh my gosh, this poem had my heart jumping in the powerful expressions of both pain and fervor! (sigh) BRAVO!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Philip, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Masked Intruder
Moderator
Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
A BRAT?! LMAO psh, I deserve better than that! *grins* So very understated it's not even funny. |
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