Open Poetry #20 |
Waiting Room (dark the way I like it) grins |
Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
22 April 02 Philosphy major Child of the stars Pours a glass of milk Over her scars Cat's meow Licking insatiable wounds Telephone conversation Frequency raping Her bruises He laughs At her sharp tongue She laps up His wit Her heart A shrinking violet Determined to flirt With the thoughts Of him never calling her back But really doesn't surprise her When it's his voice She hears calling her In the middle of the Dark waiting room of her soul But he'll just have to wait Till it's his turn To have his number called... [This message has been edited by Ceinwyn (04-22-2002 08:08 PM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggsssssss) Oh Kristen, this is so very sad, sweet friend, I hope everything is alright! (sigh) This is powerful, sweet friend, my heart goes out to everyone who feels this way, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Kristen, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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DawnG
since 2000-06-23
Posts 1494United States |
I hope you are ok. Hoping things get better for you soon. Dawn |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I really enjoyed this. Th' only thing I can caution y' against is using "raping" in a poem. It's a word as strong as a certain word that gets bleeped out when y' type it in. It kinda threw me out of the poem for a moment. But much support and love t' ya anyway. Yr a good writer. She said burn ... together. |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
I can't say I got what you were saying. I will say I think I got some of it, at least. I agree that "raping" kinda made my mind hiccup and ruined what flow I had with your work |
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