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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396
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There are no more mothers in love only step stones wearing thin and red only avenues that weep in witness and me, on the corner of silence and siege. There are no more mothers in love I say. No more petals falling in forfeit or baring of twig frames and scar. Just quiet, hungover - turned inside out and still, forgiveness bleeding. Now a mile, square strangled and trying no more mothers in love, just dying. Wicked sections of wanting and turn stirring though each brick is a break away and every fall is escaping truth and lonely. There are no more mothers in love and there is nothing in a window for one I know, there is only counting, only step stones, only scatter see - and the way burnt red glass reflects the morning sun. And Now. [This message has been edited by SpitFire (03-18-2002 11:34 PM).] |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Oh now..this can't slip away..not just yet.  Loving this. How grave is my condition, for I cannot find the words to say, I need you so. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
the view...reality. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Alicia, I've read this wonderous write twice and both times I got a different impression. I loved the repetition of "There are no more mothers in love" and the "I say" just hit it off, well to me it did  Thank you for this wonderful read Hon hugs Maree |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~And sometimes, reality aches. Thank you kind poets for coming in and reading these dragging words of mine when there is such an abundance of beautiful poems to read out there. My heart, to K, today, and always. *Peace poets. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
yes, reality does ache my friend. . . you know it as well as anyone. . . this poem just speaks on so many levels. . . I can't even begin to tell you all of them. . . but, for now, it made me think of my own Mother. . . who loved once, until love departed this plane. . . perhaps, she felt this way. . . and perhaps, still does. . . peace always to you my friend. . . --------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssss) This is so very sad, sweet friend, my heart goes out to all the world and this sad reality we live in and I pray that we can all learn to forgive again and cross our hearts with a love we will never forsake! (sigh) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is powerfully expressed! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Just quiet, hungover - turned inside out and still, forgiveness bleeding. Now a mile, square strangled and trying no more mothers in love, just dying. ========================================= and every fall is escaping truth and lonely. There are no more mothers in love and there is nothing in a window for one I know, there is only counting, only step stones, only scatter see - and the way burnt red glass reflects the morning sun. And Now. ========================================= sometimes I read you and I dont know what to say...after awhile I must sound like a broken record, saying the same thing over and over...raving about your imagery and abstract awesomeness. And this is classic A poetry. That it was written for a friend makes it even more special, the reality of it leaves my heart heavy. heart-hugs to you and her. jm Of all the things in me I could never be, |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Sneaking in to thank you kind poets for reading me as well, for your time and thoughts, and willingness. I appreciate your words and what you give me in return to think about. Thank you. *Peace. |
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