Open Poetry #24 |
re-painted |
gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
I'm hanging on wall I've been here for years dust lies inches thick my colours cease to breathe i'm living just by clinging to solitary nail. If a door should catch the breeze as it opens would i fall down or become askew? no, It reaches my grey exterior and wipes me cleaner tended to filtering through clogged gaps in my mind. learning each day, for you and i, our paths have met, i've already learnt that you are love. |
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abbe Member
since 2003-01-20
Posts 131michigan, usa |
i altogether love this... it paints a very clear picture of where i feel i hang sometimes... and if not for a blessed breeze now and then, i'd become such a part of life's cobwebs as not to be discerned hanging among them. thanks for this picture |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Very descriptive. Eric |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Gemma, this isn't like your usual up-beat happy poetry, but I like it anyway. You described it well... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very nice...I liked this a lot...a sad tone to it... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I liked this too...if I passed you by I would straighten the frame (if crooked) and admire the picture's beauty. M |
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