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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
at a break in the atmosphere, I find my reasons, not to hold my breath. I’ve been taught to cry- childish tears over paper cuts scream like the alarm went off because it’s right there: in front of you You must be blind. Long nights, sleepless nights Dog chases cat cat chases mouse echoes are nothing to me but an endless circle always so full of hope: stargazer (might as well watch the sun) optimistic (you're only fooling yourself) insane (I fit right in) labels are endless Survive a day as me and guess what- you win. She knows what she wants, she knows who she wants, she knows what she is, and what she must become Long nights, Sleepless nights 'I don’t believe you, you aren’t real.' Blacktop melting, 3 meals a day- I can taste it now [This message has been edited by Wind (08-22-2003 08:10 AM).] |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
scream like the alarm went off because it’s right there: in front of you You must be blind. nuff said. |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Indeed, Wind.. Excellent. |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
thanks blue and meg. insanity is not a crime |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
This is a cool stream of consciousness poem. You might like to watch spelling though. However, on the whole, this poem hit a cool chord with me and for some reason creates a neat vibe in my mind as I read it. 2+2=5 for sufficiently large values of 2 |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
I enjoyed this poem - it has the sting of desolation to it. There are quite a few lines that stood out to me. Well done |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
oh..I see the error, thanks. Didn't catch that one insanity is not a crime |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
liz-- liz liz liz, hey gurlie ( LOL! ) i haven't seen something from ya in like...what forever. i look round all the time for the windy poems, but i cannot find them...and what does this mean? wind needs to post more i do believe. just to please tha bunny. i loved this....as i always do....o yea and :resisting urge to mention songs: but anyways..... amazing...loved it riley leanne * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
Riley? I've seen you pop in for like 3 seconds and leave. heh. what song? TELL ME. unless it is like..rap or somethin. then I don't wannna know. And I have to been posting. there was another one but I already forget what it was called. haha. Look whose talking. you are the one not posting insanity is not a crime [This message has been edited by Wind (08-24-2003 10:50 AM).] |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
"Dog chases cat cat chases mouse echoes are nothing to me but an endless circle" Well if it's not the amazing disappearing Wind!!! Where ya been slacker???? Drop me a line when ya got a minute, I'm just hangin' out on the porch, soakin' up the morning sun... |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
hey hey missy wind...i post, you just don't notice... what a brat.i posted one in teen and get this...it RHYMES! and tha song is my very own trapt-headstrong...i love love love that song. baby that is tha best. i am so tired and bored. waiting for my buddies to get home. LOVE YOU! sniffer riley * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
ugh this is unbelievable! I keep going back in time. Ducan- thats why they call you a porch puppy. Drop a line? you have got to be the only person in the world that says that And Riley talks like she's my entourage. Lov ya too Riley- my people will call your people insanity is not a crime |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
i have people...where. please tell me where, cause i see no people....i am alone...in the corner of a dark room, writing sad poetry, with tears falling onto the ink smearing it, as the pages grow colder from glances untold by the truth i write. its a poet's dream and my reality that's the only thing i can depend on. * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
I see dead people I don't know about your 'rules' but I usualy don't post a new poem untill the old one falls of the last day page. I know. its a stupid rule insanity is not a crime [This message has been edited by Wind (08-24-2003 12:18 PM).] |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
i have rules? where....i just post... gotta luv me! ri * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Great poem. A sort of quest to feel whole, and instead, feeling holes. |
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