Open Poetry #18 |
Foreign Policy (part three of moving on) |
Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
I am not the battlefield, you are not aloud to wage your wars of guilt ignorance and shame upon me, I am not the barbed wire fence forcing you to crawl on your belly to excape beinf cut. Don't look at me like I am painted for combat, my face is not green black and brown, I am not the one who told you all is fair in love and war. Nobody forced you to draw lines in the dirt, those limits I continue to step over. Don't talk to me like I need lessons in right wrong and your way or the highway. I was bi-cultural long before you came along and when you go it won't be my world that falls apart. "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Hey lady...glad I stayed on line to catch this..reminds me a bit of something I say to MY boyfriend.."I'm not your warden and I am not your mother." Set 'em straight, lady! loved the war imagery too. Enjoyed. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Whew! a lot said here in this poem! Nicely done indeed! |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Oh yes..I do love what you have done with this, Bee! Its sooo nice to see a post from you. I was beginning to have withdrawals you know. YOu always have a way of making the reader know you're saying EXACTLY what is on your mind. I like that. For all who watch.Dare you say hello? Come in and ask the questions that are on your mind, but spare me your judgement until you truly sipped of me. |
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