Open Poetry #21 |
Sparked the Night |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Sparked the Night Sweltering over you, knowing the heart-feel is deadened but when the SHE crosses my path in falsity of smile, I burn so badly I can feel the blisters of anger rise on the softness of remembering. A once calm heart, anti-ed with depressant allowed the dry eyed visions to blur and for a moment these lips began to speak, a voice from the past, edging, warning, intimidating, releasing, wanting to not feel what was overtaking the nicety of the evening air. It sparked too soon, words from eyes, firing before ready, my body wishing to be elsewhere, anywhere, instead of feeling so alone in the crowd of thousands. M [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (07-04-2002 09:30 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Maureen, The saying is all things come to those who wait. Enjoyed the write. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
seems we had the same scenarios going on last night M. Well thought out and constructed. well done. Enjoy life, this is NOT a dress rehearsal. |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
This should be read more, because there is definetely something here. I loved this. I will not bend to the cowardice of a silent judgement. |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
There IS something here to be read... a lot of lines between the lines... {and thanks for the catch in mine, m'girl...} |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
too many lines between the lines. . . perhaps they are better unread. . . well done M. . . --------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
"I can feel the blisters of anger rise on the softness of remembering." What a powerful line....as are the others. |
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