Open Poetry #22 |
to the axe murderer, affectionately |
Elizabeth Cor Senior Member
since 2000-10-13
Posts 879Over the river and through the woods |
sometimes it will hammer me straight to the moment how much blood we’ve bared i tramp it through hallways, skid over the puddles and faceplant 3am, scaring the dog i wipe fingerprints over the bathroom towels, oblivious, then raise them to wipe my face and stare into the mirror, struck dumb ill sit on the bed with my mouth open and think of it all: powerful as a bomb shattering children over the television sore as the chords of the guitar will tangle themselves to my heart and twist as im walking in setting groceries on the counter, lifting cans to the cupboard and stand, stupidly, my hand in the air clutching a box like a lover and sighing but forgetting to breathe always, i am stunned to remember how i loved you the seasons of it passing like hurricanes and desolating floods, like the startled flash of an eye awakened and the wobbling heartbeats of trampled birds [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Cor (09-18-2002 06:18 PM).] |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Elizabeth, I loved the last line it somehow gave the poem vulnerability. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
and the wobbly heartbeats of trampled birds We should start a "support group"...sigh.. you know how I feel about this one, luv... |
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Moonlight Romeo
since 2001-09-10
Posts 982The heart of you |
Striking through the heart, there is found, something else. Thank you. What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Liz, Your poems are glorious messes, with a string running from each to each. (that reminds me of an old poem -- I think I'll post it) Mike |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Breath taking! ThisDiamond |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"glorious messes" rubbing hands greedily--gonna get some popcorn...I think I know what's coming! ROFLMIAO |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
MIA is right, Sen. I seem to have left my poem on the computer at home. Oops! Hopes He'll Remember |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
could you have picked a better title? i think not... it still burns, lady, still burns. some cool lines, some good sentiments, some smiling-thoughts. hugs op Me |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap |
I read this a few days ago. So here I was, thinking I'd save it until I had something clever or witty to say ... Then I realized I've been feeling neither clever nor witty lately so I'd better stop in and at least let you know I'd read the thing. And enjoyed, of course. The title was worth a thousand poems all by itself. |
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