Open Poetry #26 |
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Jaime
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I could let you in to reach a new line and cross it and I could hear the sound of my future creaking as it turned on rusty hinges I saw you in the paper shelters waiting for the storm to pass And the calm residing in the square rooms of my heart tell me that it’s not over yet I am still a little in waking, still a little in the shape of a fly Not quite bumblebee Not yet So I am trying to move, trying to figure out how I can bend Your honey makes me think that I am there But not quite yet Not yet So I want to let you in and let us have our way Then step back into my square rooms and wash off the wings you painted onto my back And see if I can still fly 052103 the faeries creep into my hair at night leaving it in terrible knots |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
good write and read A thought from a stranger is cherished, |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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Kinda of visually surreal, and I LIKE that. You go for the unexpected, and I admire that too. Nice work, I did enjoy, and will be looking for more, 'cause I'm greedy. ![]() |
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