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The Tower
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The Tower |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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The Tower They made their presence known soon after moving us from the factory to the Tower. We shuffled our crates across the dry creek bridge, climbed the darkened stairwells into hushed confines - slate walls and tiny, oval panes. We were an experiment, banded and charged with a purpose - and with the naiveté of youth; we believed we would flourish. We had not heard that here, decisions were devoid of passion, marked by the soft tick of buttons feeding some monstrous counting machine. Wearing our enthusiasm as protective coats against faceless badges and gray, tweed uniforms, we tried not to notice the shifting of light around us, as even on the brightest of days, shadows were made of rays; we became balking witnesses to the slow disintegration around us - the subtle, yet insistent beat of a force propelling its dwellers into impotency: to shape them into cowering cast outs. They decreed the walls within our walls were too spacious and made them into rooms akin to doll houses, until the ever-shrinking cells paralleled the space where skull meets intellect. Once they had expunged the others, Their focus turned to us – and as the cat toys with the house mouse, we were batted about, left to recover; then the game continued. We thought about leaving, even attempted escape a few times, but somehow, we confused the trap with refuge. © 2002 C.M. Bailey [This message has been edited by Corinne (09-29-2002 07:01 PM).] |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Oh Corinne, I love how you put this, indeed it is best if we hang on to whatever innocence of yesterday we have for it is our heart to ourselves that help us get around the corridors of life and avoid falling in the greater traps of realization! (sigh) This is excellent, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Corinne, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thank you, Noah! Cor |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Wow Cor. this is good....a bit mysterious, surely a feel of that.... |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Once they had expunged the others, Their focus turned to us – and as the cat toys with the house mouse, we were batted about, left to recover, then the game continued. Corinne, several meanings can be taken from this poem, You have me thinking, I plan to come back and see if I can read further between the lines. Enjoyed the read. some wonderful images. Don't drag the orchestra into this thing |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Very powerful write...excellent use of imagery... So well we claim our prize within the tower... ThisDiamond |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thank you kindly, Magnus, Brian and This Diamond. Believe it or not, it's my workplace, althought I tried to give it the feeling of occurring in another time in the past. Pretty bleak place, huh? Cor |
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Moonlight Romeo
since 2001-09-10
Posts 982The heart of you |
I would say that if Scott Adams wrote poetry, he would write like this. Thank you. What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. |
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