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Scarecrow.....
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Scarecrow..... |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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Scarecrow  Silence stings with a crow's chant coating the hollowness of my paper limbs and heart easily torn at the seams of deprived and jaded dreams, and, sleep eludes as the full moon observes reflections in my eyes, blinking in the stale of routine, and, everything is ugly inside this rotting fairytale, through the fields of emerald, I serve, yet, in holding love, I fail Someday, I pray my prince will come and take me away to beauty's bliss... in his arms, my fated home escaping screams of alone Puppet, fool that I am, I keep my dreams alive and, that is why they haunt every moment again and again, and, too many times I've been down the yellow brick road of paved disguise seeking wizards and wonder discovering lies And, sometimes the rain pours down to splash rainbows in the puddles of my tears and, sometimes, I wear the heaviness of hopeless, hunchback, head sentenced down with soul of straw easily set aflame by impossible freedom and slow-cooked love simmering my heart to numb Paradise isn't free and, though I go through misery I cannot gain serenity, faith and woe, they do entwine through the Oz of mocking time, still, I go through misery - no grant of serendipity, left to stand in bitterness to suffocate the breath of me... this is the pain I sing each night while waiting lone, no prince in sight, no dewy kiss, null of friends... as the twister in my tears never ends By Melissa P. Monette [This message has been edited by Melissa Honeybee (edited 11-04-2001).] |
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WRBreezin Member
since 2001-08-04
Posts 212 |
Entertaining presentation...filled with desire, and wishes for love. Willie B [This message has been edited by WRBreezin (edited 11-04-2001).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (tears fall down my cheeks) Oh Melissa, my heart cries out to your sorrow, and I know with all my heart that your prince will come very soon and sweep you off your feet and lead you to the Emerald City of your dreams! (smiles) Scarecrows may feel like this indeed, but in the end, he got what we came for! (big hugggssssss) My heart is always with you! We all love you so much, sweet friend! (kiss on cheek) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Melissa, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Chelsea~ Member
since 2001-02-09
Posts 260Ontario, CANADA |
missy this is tremendously sad, yet, clever and moving too, cheer up, it's hard to see you write poems like this, you'll find him when you least expect it  |
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mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
I always liked the Scarecrow. I like this. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
great job with this one Melissa. . . you've really captured the feeling well here. . . ------------------------------------------------------ To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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rosepetals25
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
Melissa, How sad this is! *hugs* to you my friend. Your love will come.. you are to wonderful a person for it to pass by. Beautiful writing as usual  Hugs, Tara |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Good job Melissa! Enjoyed this one tonight. ~hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Melissa, this is absolutely fantastic! Wow! Very well done! |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
This is great writing as always Melissa. Sad sorrowful subject, but written so well with your flair for poetry If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
Oh gosh do I ever know the feelings of this one and you have expressed them perfectly. A masterpiece in verse about the dreams of love that leaves us ever hopeful. Very 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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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Melissa, you have done an excellent job tying your feelings into the persona of the scarecrow....wonderful use of the metaphor. You made one mistake, though. The scarecrow was in search of a brain. You obviously have one in excellent working order  |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
Melissa; This is a fabulously written analogy! A little wisdom...your happiness must be found within, as the scarecrow discovered he already had a brain...you need to see that you are that love already...then when your soulmate arrives you will share your love with his!!! Hugs, Ellie A friend hears the song in my heart, and sings it to me when my memory fails. |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
Melissa..I would critique this but I do not see anything wrong with it. It is a wonderfully written sad poem. I enjoyed reading it. Just never close the door to love and it will find you. alan |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
Melissa, this is a true work of art. I am very impressed. So much meaning between the lines. Hugs, Deb |
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