Open Poetry #23 |
Erosion |
WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
I am conscious of the wearing away of myself. The erosion, the crumbling each peice a little bigger forming the precipice and now I find myself falling. WhiteRose "my reflection becomes me" [This message has been edited by WhiteRose (10-20-2002 10:57 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is awesome. I know how this feels. I really do. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Sometimes I can feel myself eroding this way too, where like an earthquake the ground beneath me starts to crumble and I fall into various emotions rendered in the moraine of reactions! (big hugggssssss) This is well-expressed, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Anne, 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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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Nooooo! Don't faaaall! You'll bruise your petals. You deserve to be on a pedestal, not on the ground! Linda |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Anne, this is wonderful. Thanks for sharing your wonderful poetry with us. Love To All, Ethel |
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