| Open Poetry #24 |
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Not crack nor blemish |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298
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Though my wall I heard your voice sincerely. I listened by way of the cracks that had lonely had left. The voice spoke of friendship and walls crumbling- I longed to hear more. I longed to feel a human touch. I took out a few bricks. We talked. Through the weakness in my defenses we touched. My heart leapt toward my wall crumbling an even larger opening, only to find you missing. A stranger was knocking and you had gone to let her in. You returned, stranger in tow. I left no trace of crack or blemish I keep my mortar ready. [This message has been edited by jellybeans (02-13-2003 02:34 PM).] |
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suthern![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Ouch. Sounds a bit crowded... with sincerity doing magic tricks and vanishing. As always, excellent write. |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
yep......sigh...once in place,it is so much easier to maintain a wall than it is to find reason enough to break it down thank you lady |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
ah... your usual tightly woven form..and a touch of bitter regret.. nicely done my friend... |
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Brad Majors![]() ![]()
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
very well done! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
awesome! |
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