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Riley 
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain 
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Breathing back the pip air, haven't been here in so long....just feeling inspired to write something...to much turmoil  ....title to come soonblessed art thou o lord so the life started and ended with this as should we all forsaken to live in this where we are forever scared quoted from myself never unperfect in front of eyes but behind, you tell me different expected to be so my eyes know it shan't be i have no strength, for now at least forgotten what life was like what it ment for tears to flow don't explain you understand because i don't truely believe you do its all a lie just comforting sometimes, my stained cheeks need that tender, sweeping lips speaking that unspoken lonely and blackened i stand alone as do we all this is an explanation grace, as well as beauty, coming down stairs swirling around with a smile in the corner, lurks a secret without blood flow, we would die meaning we all strive on the same substance knowing and recognizing this is two different things so you don't know me not yet Morning mist clings to my face, and my soul opens up to you...... [This message has been edited by Riley (02-01-2003 05:17 PM).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
sometimes, my stained cheeks need that tender, sweeping lips speaking that unspoken lonely and blackened i stand alone as do we all this is an explanation grace, as well as beauty, coming down stairs swirling around with a smile in the corner, lurks a secret without blood flow, we would die meaning we all strive on the same substance knowing and recognizing this is two different things so you don't know me not yet ============================= this is far too beautiful in its sincerety and depth of expression to call it a rant. very impressive writing poet Riley jm |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Cool poem. It sorta reminded me of T.S. Elliot's "The Hollow Men." "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
Wow Riley. good write. (¨`·.·´¨) (¨`·.·´¨) |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Whoa Riley... I really like this one. Put a really dark, unsettling image in my head... like you are sitting in a basement, just looking around, cold and shivering. Grace and beauty coming down stairs, that little secret lurking in the corner.... really cool writing. quote: quote: This is a very important question of God... whether He can be perfect in the face of everything, and still know how it is to be imperfect, to suffer doubt, shame and apathy. quote: That apathy again... it's such an isolating, destroying quality. It can indeed be very painful. Be happy that you can spend your basement hours writing in the dust, and you know, there are always going to be people to share it with. quote: True... there is a difference between recognizing facts and experiencing them for oneself. It's rare for anyone to ever really know another person, so don't hold your breath. They are out there, though... who knows, you might yet find someone sitting next to you, if you keep your eyes open. Brian "Faith" means the will to avoid knowing what is true. |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
Janet Marie:Thank you very much. I was just putting something up there, because I was in a rush to post it, and my mind was a blur. Thanks for replying. Fractal: Thanks for replying. And the compliment. Glad you liked it. Kellie: Thanks a lot. I like that little heart thing you have going on.  Brian: Hey, thank you very much. Thats the whole look I was going for. I just imagined sitting in the dark place, and you get the picture. In the grace coming down the stairs, the whole rich girl coming down the stairs in the beautiful gown, and yea. Ok well enough for now. Thanks again for replying. Thank you to everyone..... Riley Morning mist clings to my face, and my soul opens up to you...... |
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