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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough 
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I stare out a dusty picture window, at a day that now burns navy blue in the Southern sky. The leaves on the trees turned upward, signing a storm on the horizon. Darkness seems to shroud my world both inside and outside these four walls. I remember sunny days, and flowers in the garden, thinking of you and how close I know we once were. That was another time, one that has now gone the distance within the tangle of two lives seperated. That part of my life has become a mystery obscured inside the twisted pieces of a puzzle, that now exsist within an enigma. Some say to forget, others suggest moving forward. And I have, but it seems that I have carried you with me. A certain smell, an inescapable sound, all this and more, can pull you from the webs within my mind and make you fresh to memory once again. My walls are my protection, I have succesfully removed the thought of you from this tiny place that I call home. If only... I could flip a switch within my mind, then finally... you'd be gone. Some women wait for something to change and nothing does, so they change themselves. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I stare out a dusty picture window, at a day that now burns navy blue in the Southern sky. The leaves on the trees turned upward, signing a storm on the horizon. Darkness seems to shroud my world both inside and outside these four walls. ============================= That was another time, one that has now gone the distance within the tangle of two lives seperated. That part of my life has become a mystery obscured inside the twisted pieces of a puzzle, that now exsist within an enigma. =================================== A certain smell, an inescapable sound, all this and more, can pull you from the webs within my mind and make you fresh to memory once again. ==================================== this is a bittersweet beauty... a lovely wistful write of heart. wonderful poetic use of imagery, vocabulary, poetic phrasing and personification to create the soft spoken sad expression of this. I've been looking for that "switch" all my life...its just not in me. well done poetess.  |
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timothysangel1973
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
Thank You Janet! I was a little worried about posting it in here, because I am trying to learn new ways of writing...(and you guys are so wonderful with words) Thank You so much for the kind words...now, my pen in hand I will continue to "hone" this hobby of mine!  Tima |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Aww, don't be afraid of posting here... we're very friendly, even if for the most part we're very serious about our writing. It can make it seem like we're all "really good" I guess, but hey, that's why I love it here... if you're serious about your craft then this is the place to be. You've described a very vivid situation here. Missing somebody is never easy, and it often plays many tricks on the mind. It's much better to capture these things in poetry than to simply let them pass you by. Well done... Parasite Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world. |
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